Very much on the verge of a breakdown for numerous reasons. But hey I've got clean carpets , no debt, and an appointment with my tattoo artist next weekend. So I've got that going for me. Everything else, not so much. What the fuck has happened to me. I don't feel like I always felt this way. Or maybe I have and I self medicated myself to some bizarre sense of normalcy. I'm 35, no kids, no one that gives a shit about me, no prospects for someone to give q shit about me, no social skills, and no real family/friends. Honestly I doubt I make it much longer at this rate












