A fuzzy me doing finger guns as I graduate my philosophy bachelor’s. My Nietzsche professor lo

A fuzzy me doing finger guns as I graduate my philosophy bachelor’s. My Nietzsche professor looks on confused [top right] . What a 4 years. Honestly wot. Dat ol’ mental health held me back to my initial end, an extra year to complete, I chose; and goddamned motherfuck: I conquered, I overcame that shite. Although I tried– I did not cease my self, my potential,,, I overcame, I became, i fucking am! #biiiiitch