It's weird how I see some friends struggling in their own lives, yet they aren't nearly as deep in the hole as I am, and yet I just brush off the necrotic scabs of my existence every day and continue to live regardless. It's almost as I'm just living off instinct at this point, I continue to persist in this personally pointless endeavor meanwhile they're equally as miserable yet at least there's some merit to it all in their cases. My case holds no merit, will never hold any merit, nor will ever mean anything, yet I persist. I don't know why I'm saying all this to begin with, I really don't know, I just want all my friends who are doing somewhat decent in life to recognize that the fruit of their efforts has been worth it at least, to at least some degree. Idk I'm drinking today so lol
