Can I vent for a sec?
I've been thinking a lot. I haven't achieved shit. I serve no purpose at all. No one could remember me even with a gun to their head. Global warming is gonna kill us all before I turn 30 anyway. So why am I still living? Why am I still trying? Why don't I just get it over with? I'm literally just another expense for my mom to budget for, and it's not like I'll ever get to be anything in life anyway. It's all for nothing. I wouldn't even get a funeral anyway because that would mean the damn dogs would have to be left alone and the expenses would take from giving them more toys and bones and shit, not to mention nobody would have anything remarkable to say about me anyway.
















