With every day that passes since I moved back in with my parents, I want more and more to end my life
F*CK MY LIFE BITTCH first day of work since Easter, now I’m the goddammm mall Santa for another fuckinn year. Been at this shitt since 2014 at Promenade mall
Mall Santa Claus FML
I carry one of the tanks of helium with me in my car as a way to stay calm. When I see the Fiserv buildings in the morning against the ominous midwestern skies, I just have to take a look at the tank to know that I am in control of my suffering and can end it. This gives me a mood boost and allows me to get through the day. Funny how that works.
