i remember everything (it's ruining my life)

a love letter to tender observers

You’re telling me a story about your annoying coworker. You’re dramatic and letting off steam, I’m here for it. Little do you know you already told me all about it a few weeks ago. Initially presuming it was a different story, I soon realize it’s eerily identical to what you made known last time. Oh, so you just genuinely forgot we’d already discussed t…