nothing’s fun anymore. “oh that sound like depression” yeah it sure fuckin does! “sounds like burnout you should quit or find a new job” are you going to fuckin pay my rent? are you going to give me a better job? I’m just sick of talking about it I’m sick of thinking about it but nothing’s fun, I can’t even distract myself anymore. I can feel myself getting more spiteful and envious and just worse as a person but it feels like that’s just the price of adulthood.












