- 13 days ago by Samantha Escobar
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I was hungover when I walked across the stage of my graduation last year, as I had been much of college. All these speeches about how we were the future, how we’d be changing everything in the coming years, how our ideas and lives and actions affected everything more than anybody else’s (a claim I am still unsure of) were designed to make us believe in ourselves, or something. But inside, I was shaking with the knowledge that I would soon be released into the world with zero idea of what I wanted to do with my stupid little 22-year-old life. More





