its just mad like im sure theres something wrong with me. the way i go about life is just not fucking good. i will never get anywhere because like i could do SO well i could be academic i could read books and if i worked hard at something, ANYTHING, i could be successful at it but i never will! i never will. because i simply would rather scroll aimlessly through the depths of tumblr and refresh every three seconds for the instant yet fleeting gratification of a new post than spend those hours doing something productive, because that’s not instant validation baby so i dont care! thats my life. like what! what.
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