The image is completely unrelated to the post. “I think!”
Que Sera, Sera?
What if I never do anything with my life? What if I just go from shitty job to shitty job, making ok money, fooling myself into believing that things will be different this time?? What if I just go to work and come home and lay here on the couch in the winter, go home after work in the spring/summer and exercise, and just swirl around in this lonely life? I guess I can’t keep swirling around like a lost labia any longer. I guess it’s feeling like such half baked death that I’d rather getteron lil doggie, or pull my ass out of this and decide to live. I spose that’s what I guess….