Story by Person who can rawr

life is a bitch

i'm just gonna spew bs ok, i'm not gonna be sparse with words bc fuck that shit

i drank thinking i'd feel good tonight? i mean i did stuff i don't usually do but i feel just as empty

incapacitated by life, struggling

idk what i'm looking for fr

fr

it's like every moment is just passing with its beauties and struggles, they all follow each other but don't make sense

i can't put two and two together

i miss out on opportunities all the time, aware

and it's weird knowing that. and knowing that the way i interract with reality, changes it

it fucks me up

i don't know what i want

i don't

i don't feel happier drunk

i mean maybe, i did feel a bit of euphoria at first

cause it was new and fun

now it's all sinking in

this whole life thing

this whole fucking life thing fucking me up since the start

fucking life, you're the problem innit

it's you

nothing else, not the shows i watch, not the alcohol i drink

they're all pretty chill

it's you fucker

idk who you are

but you fuck me up

and everyone up

you're not even real but you're everything

i can do anything yk, i don't need to think about you, about purpose

and yet you're always here

some things make me temporarily forget, but it's all back to square zero

waking up everyday, dressing up, thinking, going outside

i can't romanticise you, understand you

you're a bitch, you're what seperates my conscience from others'

you're some kind of inbetweener. you're, i wish, the explanation for everything

you're if everything was connected

you give reasons

why do we want reasons

but you're a bitch

you won't help me achieve the menial, surpass heights i wanna surpass

you just fuck around in people's existence, fumbling like a dick

everyone's looking up to you in faith and you're a senseless dick

i have more brains than you, and you'll never help me

i'm free

free forever