life goddamn how do you define "life".
all i know if life is short af and you gotta do what u gotta do before it's too late. it's ironic bc my ass stays at home even though i would love to travel and see the world, but that's a work in progress.
*15 min later after trying to come up with something to write and realized that he shouldn't have been thinking so much and he should've just wrote whatever he wanted and now he's talking in the third person*
i'm just kinda confused on what i wanna do in life, do i wanna stay in my apartment in la till i die? do i wanna go out and look for someone i could have kids with in the future? do i get a dog? do i get a kiggy? do i move to some place new? do i wanna do what i'm doing? idk. it's weird. it's not weird it's confusing and dumb. i'm overthinking now if you haven't noticed i'm literally writing what goes through my mind it's like the voice in your head when you think, that's what i'm typing i'm not thinking i'm just typing. i'm actually kinda hungry at the moment: bye.
