Haha upvotes and keeps scrolling
Oh hey, it’s exactly the kinda thing driving me into suicidal ideations (with help from our old friend unaddressed trauma)
I mean me too thanks.
Are you ok? Hope you are!
I’m not okay, but I’ll be fine. Too much on my plate, but the thought of telling my best friends goodbye keeps me from buying a gun.
You should tell your best friend about how you have been feeling if you havent. I know it’s hard but I’m sure they would want to help and listen.
Therapy is what I need, but good friends have certainly been helping make it worth it.
My guy, my gal, my nonbinary pal, who ever you are I believe in you from the bottom of my heart that your loved even if you don’t think that way
You also got us on Lemmy :)
Appreciate it. Thankfully, the thought of having to tell my friends I’m leaving them is what snaps me out of doing it. That and my executive dysfunction making it hard to bring myself to buy a gun.
executive dysfunction making it hard to bring myself to buy a gun.
I love it when one problem solves another.
It’s like Mr. Burns, having every disease and problematic condition in the world plus some new ones, all counteracting each others’ ailments, except he’s got money and I’m a wage slave lol
Mood, fucking same.
I’m disappointed the last comic is not recursive.
I’m disappointed how little Africa looks like Africa.
Europe: mostly recognizeable Africa: horribly disfigured
IMO it’s not brainrot garbage
My little house is cozy. The world is full of assholes, insects, and pollution. My little mind control device has a connection to millions of people all over the world. It’s full endless imagery, naked women, and fart jokes.
If only I could get my fireplace going I’d curl up in a ball and die happy.
I’m going to a museum today actually 😎
(Don’t ask what I’m doing until then)
What will you do after that
Don’t ask that either!!
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I recently visited Yellowstone National Park for the first time. As the largest park in the continental US, I felt like I could live in the backcountry for the rest of my life, just soaking in the natural beauty.
Unfortunately society refuses to collapse, so I’m stuck trying to find a job that will pay the bills I accrue just keeping food in my dog’s belly and a roof over our heads.
Not just refuses to collapse but does so while actively trying to fuck people who live off the land with stupid bullshit like rainwater collection restrictions and such.
Less depressing to me, I happen to enjoy my little box!
I worked hard for my little box! All my favorite stuff is there! Even when I go touch grass, pretty soon I miss my little box. My little box is my favorite place to be!
Is the opposite of a comic called a tragic?
Guess this is a Cyanide week, not a Happiness week 🤷
Depressing comic week is a national treasure
Little boxes by the hillside, little boxes made of ticky tacky…
Joke’s on you! I’m homeless!
(Jk)
It IS a big beautiful world out there and as fun as it would be to go wandering around and looking at all the pretty shit you’d just die of exposure. Gotta remember the practical realities.
Less dangerous in the box. Box is shelter from the storm. Well. Not Milton, but smaller storms, surely?
And they’ve brought it into your home, so you can see and experience and reach out to it from wherever you may be and whatever abilities you have. Rejoice
