not sure if i should go to the streets or just cease to be. i have nothing and i have nowhere to go. its been 874 days since rocky died

i gave up everything to be with her. i made a horrific mistake. now i have nowhere to go but the streets. im genuinely considering it.

i yearn for those fleeting months i was deluded into thinking i was loved. i thought i mattered. i was a fool.

i can't believe i just waited over 2 months for a response from unemployment only to get an automated irrelevant reply

7 months unemployed. 4 years of being rejected for disability with my chances looking grim. my relationship is failing. my cat is still dead

im gonna lose my home. im def gonna get kicked out and then ill be homeless in a city that makes me feel PROFOUNDLY unsafe. i am disposable.

i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die i want to die

who wants my art supplies i will sell all of it every last paper and pen i have no use for it all bcos i am a piece of shit fraud

IM SICK OF BEING INTERRUPTED IM SICK OF BEING INTERRUPTED IM SICK OF BEING INTERRUPTED IM SICK OF BEING INTERRUPTED IM SICK OF BEING INTERRU

i forgot how to draw which is the only thing im good for so basically what im saying is i want to die

stupid ass random """""doing ok""""" moments making me look like a fuckkng idiot bcos i am a piece of shit and deserve to suffer!!!! lmao

why am i still alive,,,,, what is the point

yea so i asked to have my antidepressants increased clap for me for doing the bare minimum to getting better

my counseling appts are switching to every other week cos da office overworking my counselor ;;___;; understandable but clamo is bummed :/

i am to the point i have been making a list of people who will need to be notified if/when it happens

i think im approaching the end

wasnt publicly humiliated at my interview this time yay (my standards can only be raised by the deepsea challenger herself)

ill never be happy again

i dont have a key (door auto-locks) or fob (they shut off the keypad) so i can't go and smoke a cigarette or get a beer to drown my sorrows

im too depressed to even play with the cat. i just want to decompose.