My existence is always the punchline. i could literally do something that everyone does and someone will find a way to make it into a joke. i don’t understand what’s so hilarious about being me. i am not a joke and i don’t want to be treated like one. i know it’s cynical as fuck, but if it were up to me, nobody would laugh unless it was specifically about a joke. i think the most frustrating thing is nobody will ever tell me why they are laughing. i’m just so funny and fucking stupid that i need to be kept from the actual punchline. it’s so exhausting being alive. i wish i enjoyed laughter but it makes me want to isolate myself from the world.