At the end I look over the destruction I've wrought and in my remorse I know that what is was always meant to be. Much as it pains us we are inevitable and endless. We cannot be stopped
Eating don't be worth the effort sometimes. Like I gotta go get the food. Then I gotta make the food ๐ฉ Then I gotta eat the food ๐ฎโ๐จ Then what do I get out of it? I get to keep living so I can have to do this shit again in a couple hours ๐ค Feel like I'm getting shafted ๐คฌ