a fucking monday
A Monday is when your weekend’s glory turns into a hangover and you feel like your brain was used as a doormat for a donkey.
I came home from work and my brain was like, 'I don’t even know who I am anymore.'
My friend texted me, 'I don’t even know why I’m still alive.'
My mom called and said, 'If you don’t stop being a mess, I’m going to come over and beat you with a ladle.'