Am no suicidal or that but there’s actually nae point in being alive is there 😂 working to just exist with fuck all to look forward to, 0 encouragement about any of it ever getting any better as well
UGGHH i am so fed up of this black mirror episode of a year , get me in a club where i’m so smashed i don’t know my own name, pint in hand and having a cheeky dance with a randomer i met in the smoking area. The. Days. man
after 8 solid months of imprinting my fat arse onto the sofa, committing 500+ hours of my life to netflix and getting excited to go to morrisons with mum and nan I can finally say “I’ve got work tomorrow”