what stage capitalism is selling off my pokemon collection to pay for therapy

they should make a lemonade that kills you

extremely cool and also good to end up with what can only be described as a “dogshit mullet ass” haircut a day before an interview

i am doing my best and it does not seem to be enough

it puts the lime in the coconut or else it gets the hose again

trying to decide how much i'm actually kidding when i say that i would rather **** ****** than have to move back to georgia

submitting a cover letter that simply says "i want too die"

is it just like you said it would be

every day is hell

waiting for this to feel any way other than how it has felt

had an interview follow up where they said they were going with a different candidate, but wanted to let me know that i was much more personable and enjoyable to talk to than that guy was. i was like that's nice to hear but i guess i'll go fuck myself

i don't give a shit about kubernetes. i don't want to learn splunk. sql isn't real. what the fuck is ansible. i don't want to hear about jira. i don't want to skill up. i want to lie down in the olympic rainforest and be peacefully consumed by various mosses and lichen

staring at the ceiling a lot these nights

trying not to cry On A Tuesday

the time we spend running away from ourselves

did it make you feel better. did it make you feel loved

going to the hospital because i'm lonely

love too be diagnosed with various afflictions, and sometimes, even maladies

this year has felt like drowning

i miss how it was before