I give up. Everything I want I can’t have I’ll never have because I don’t want it. Girls: they are worn out and tired and useless things men want to control. Money: it gets you the things you thought you needed until you have it and still feel like shit inside. Love: fake fake fake everyone is selfish and is just out to get what they want.
Poor poor me, the man with no desire. The man who just wishes he would die so that this shot at nothing will end.
“You have the worse timiming ever, I was just running around naked right now”.
“I don’t understand… Why is it bad.”
Wait you can’t see my foot work!
I’ve been thinking and I should make a list of things that bother me.
1) I am not rich.
2) I sleep alone.
3) When given the opportunity not to sleep alone I still rushed her home and slept alone.
4) I hate everything.
5) I want to be a part of things.
6) I dont always listen to me and don’t always do what I tell me to do.
7) I have high standards but my criteria is all fucked up.
8) I’m sad, I’m lonely.
9) I don’t feel like myself if I’m content in any way that won’t be fleeting.
10) I’m better than almost everyone else but their terrible taste won’t usually allow them to see my undeniable superiority.
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Sitting in the kitchen, thinking about pencils.
I was sad and got dressed up to make myself feel pretty, even though I had no plans for going out. (It helped / It helps.)
Did the dishes (which...
Boop (Taken with instagram)
This could’ve been reduced to one panel probably… (Taken with instagram)
