serious question: is there like a french word or something for not wanting to be alive but also not exactly wanting to be dead

everyone in portland is a quote unquote photographer and it’s driving me insane

one year ago to the day i was getting drunk on a four-pack of tecate tallboys in my grandmother’s bathtub

yeah baby

I won’t name who said this because I don’t want to embarrass her, but my friend said this to me: “I just don’t really look forward to the rest of my life”

. . . and I thought: heck yeah dude, me neither. And I also got envious and tried to figure out why I had somehow never come up with such a succinct way of putting it (lol)

i’m not going to pretend like i hated all of this, but yeah, most of it was pretty bad

when i skip town i will be tunneling out of a layer of the great big nightmare and into another unknown one