>>938508790
Every time life throws a curveball, I just swing and miss, then laugh at myself for even trying.
I mean, think about it. We're all just specks of dust hurtling through space on a giant rock, desperately clinging to the notion that our existence has some sort of purpose. Spoiler alert: it doesn't.
And relationships? Don't even get me started. It's like playing a game of emotional Russian roulette, except instead of bullets, it's loaded with crippling self-doubt and unresolved childhood trauma.