I just don’t care.
I don’t care that no one answered their phones.
I don’t care that no one is concerned I haven’t had/will have dinner tonight.
I don’t particularly car when I’m eating alone at a bar.
But after several depressive months, feeling like I’m worth nothing, feeling like nothing, many manic months. Questioning friendships, questioning existence.
It took hitting some rando without insurance In a Taco Bell parking lot to realize nobody ready gives a shit.
Novody cares what city I live in. Nobody cares what issues I have. Nobody cares about anything. How fitting. Finally.




















