repeat daily until death
stuck between being my authentic self, aka 99.9% despondent all the time
and being not that, so parents/family aren't up my ass.
my life is literally dispensing just enough bits to keep people where they're supposed to be - not (all) up in my shit, but still around enough to give me free shit sometimes.
it's my brother's birthday today. 3 texts and an amazon gift card is all you get man. and i had to scrape myself up with a spatula for even that.