I used to be really proud of it in the height of my depression—I thought I was so cool for being cynical, uneducated, and unemployed. Really I just hated myself I think. Part of me still wants to think I'm cool for it but really it's just. bad
my edgy teen phase where I knew I wasn't gonna live long so I didn't even try to do anything but enjoy myself... -_- Now I'm back in the fucking building again/ref