Galatiuk
To work until your eyes fall out, your brain goes on strike, and your body begs for mercy, and you still say you loved every second of it.
I Galatiuked through the weekend. My brain is now a fried egg. I still say it was worth it.
I worked non-stop for 12 hours. My coworkers cried. I just laughed. I’m a monster.
I Galatiuked so much, my coffee became my only friend. It left me.
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