It’s so nice being a loser. I don’t go anywhere or do anything. I exist in a bubble filled with content I choose to engage with. One day I will lose everything and I will die like an abandoned dog on the street.
(after three beers) Do you guys ever feel sorta.. empty? Like you're housing a malevolent entity as a passenger in your body but have no identity or will of your own
Friend 1: you're probably just a husk man
Friend 2: vessel alert