I'll just drown myself in this song and cry myself to sleep
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Every time a job opportunity pops up, it's related to call center agent work.
Every time I apply for something I'm willing to do, I'm considered under-qualified. I cannot afford to spend money and time on getting another college degree.
I'm closing in on that age that is considered too old for employment (I'm turning 27 soon and I f*cking dread it). Oh, age discrimination, you never seize to crush my hopes.
If a good doable job comes up, it's located far away from my house that the commute will trigger my asthma.
History is repeating itself.
Similar things happened four years ago when I graduated from college.
I'm not even allowed to start my own company. And if I do, scheming tax collectors will be the end of it.
So many pits and spikes. The walls are closing in. I feel so trapped.
Can I just die now? I mean, I've seen Thor: The Dark World, which made me so happy.
It's a great memory to have before I die, this is my version of "wanting to see the Sakura bloom and fall before one dies".
Oh, sweet release of death. Please make it painless. Please make it quick.
Like an overdose from chocolate flavored sleeping pills.