I’m at a point in life where it feels like
I’ve exhausted my ability to figure out what could make me happy.
At like a macro level. Is happy even the right word?
Motivation to give a fuck?
It’s like I have no fucks, but I want to have them- but can’t figure out where the fucks come from
I’ve exhausted my ability to figure out what could make me happy.
At like a macro level. Is happy even the right word?
Motivation to give a fuck?
It’s like I have no fucks, but I want to have them- but can’t figure out where the fucks come from
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$Thing might seem pointless, but that's life. We're born, we do things, we die. Only one part of that we have control over.