I wish I could fall asleep and never wake up.
Life is so much easier when you don't give a f###
i genuinely f###### hate my f###### sister bro like why does she always know how to f###### p### me off what the actual f### go do flip off a cliff bitchass jackass i actually cannot keep living in a household with you, how are you so f###### unlikeable
Dude... my job called me in to work on Saturday. It's Memorial Day weekend so I don't even get the full three day weekend. It's a Mon-Fri, 9-5 job so I'm also doing a 6 day work week for no good reason. *And* get this: it's me doing manual labor... in my job classified as "office assistant." They're going to give me comp time to make up for it but it's such bullshit, this job is the f###### worst
I genuinely think I don't f###### exist, man. I'll go do some cool s### that I'm super passionate about, post it on social media, and nobody f###### cares. Two likes in two hours. It's just f###### timeline filler. And like I'm not exactly looking for validation, I'm proud that I get to do all this at all, and I don't need approval from others. I just like to know that people realize I'm here on the f###### planet. I don't have a big network but they're all fake a## friends anyway, my excitement doesn't register with them, they don't interact with me. Social media was a f###### mistake. One of these days I'm nuking all of my accounts and probably myself IRL
Feel like I need to smoke a blunt rn. I don't even smoke weed. I barely even drink. 😩
That initial o#####, the very first one, was the most intense. It's just like that first high; you can never quite replicate that pure feeling of euphoria again.
Look, I highly doubt this would ever happen, but if my parents dared to mess with my shot at a creative career, i would unleash a level of h### they couldn't even imagine. I'm not kidding.
(To: Them. I am typing this here instead of sending it to them.)
I just want you to understand what you did. You used me and you abandoned me. You used me for your own emotional benefit and you looked for the first excuse you had to abandon me. You promised you wouldn’t. You promised. I promised too.
Feeling aware of how much things have declined or become "enshittified" can be incredibly frustrating and emotionally taxing. It’s like watching something you care about deteriorate even though you have little power to change it. This sense of helplessness can lead to feelings of despair, anger, or guilt—especially if you wish you could do more to improve the situation. The awareness of decline can make everyday experiences more painful, as you’re constantly reminded of what’s been lost or corrupted, yet unable to reverse or halt the process. This combination of insight and powerlessness can be overwhelming, leaving you feeling stuck in a frustrating limbo where you see the problem clearly but feel incapacitated to fix it.