I got on with life, worked, studied, stuck it out when I hated it, and as my reward I get to come home and beg my retard sisters to clean up after themselves and not live in a pigsty. Loser fucking neet I got a job why can't you. When is it my turn for a break.
i relate to jax because im obviously an irredeemable piece of shit and not because its a really human story about self hatred and self sabotage and toxic coping mechanisms and
Thank you Jax TADC for showing me how I can just kill myself and stop causing trouble for everyone around me and allow them to move on with their lives
I want to be good at something. Literally anything. But im not a person capable of improvement, just a bin liner made of skin carrying around the worlds most annoying ugly bastard