Yikes… get some help brotha. That’s a scary mind set to be living with.
What’s Scary Is He Thinks Feeling Like That Is Normal
Yikes… get some help brotha. That’s a scary mind set to be living with.
It’s basically hit me hard how pointless life is. It just seems to me like I’ve got another 50plus years to go and it’s just all pointless. Everyday is the same. Wake up, job, same role, same faces, same conversation. Even if go travelling somewhere, I’ll still have to come back.
It’s not the job, I actually like the job but I keep asking is this really it? Is this what life is all about?
OuchLemme Guess
Broke
Single
No Kids
Hate Your Job
Hate Your Living Situation
Your Last “Trip” Was To A State Less Than 3 Hours Away, You Saw Relatives And Had A Miserable Time
Any Friends You Do Have, You Barely Ever See
Your Favorite Memory Of The Past Year Involves Either A Movie Or Video Game
I really aint even tryna clown. That’s dark. A lot of brehs on here are constantly consuming breaking bad news from around the world, and following every move repub grifters i.e. Candance, Tucker, and Trumps are making. It shows in their grim view of the world cause some of us are out here livin. People need to be really selective with what they consume especially people who are easily influenced.What’s Scary Is He Thinks Feeling Like That Is Normal
A designer duffle and nice watch gets you treated well at the airportI know everyone is laughing, but that's only because They. Don't. Know.
If people really knew how different people treat and view you, they would wonder why they pushed against it for so long.
I’m 27. Nothing gay about drawing you faqYou in your 40s, asking another man to come draw with you brehs
To me life is all about trying to make your community you live in a better place to be any way you can.It’s basically hit me hard how pointless life is. It just seems to me like I’ve got another 50plus years to go and it’s just all pointless. Everyday is the same. Wake up, job, same role, same faces, same conversation. Even if go travelling somewhere, I’ll still have to come back.
It’s not the job, I actually like the job but I keep asking is this really it? Is this what life is all about?