The pipeline of "oh i already know i want to be an artist of some sort when i grow up" ➡️ "oh god this field isn't sustainable i need a less creative job" ➡️ "oh my god im not passionate about literally anything how am i supposed to choose something fulfilling" is so real
formal apology to my parents for my behavior during the 2008 recession. if someone asked me to buy them a nintendo ds and an annual roblox membership rn i'd actually blow up