It is a new day to strive and get things right. Communism will win, death to imperialism.
Last night's doomer post
My life is descending into a state of burn out. The walls are closing in. There is no joy only stress.
It is a new day to strive and get things right. Communism will win, death to imperialism.
My life is descending into a state of burn out. The walls are closing in. There is no joy only stress.
Being poor for the first 25 or so years of my life fucked up my brain, I think.
I always end up buying more food than I need because the bigger packages are "better values". Except then I overeat, or it goes bad, neither of which is good. But every trip to the store I seem to forget that, and so I keep doing it.
Like every month or so in some interaction with my coworkers, I'll notice some thought or quirk of mine that came from never having money. Lotta shit that people take for granted.