Freaked out about life lately. Hate my job. I’d rather shove the barrel of a shotgun up my ass and shoot explosive ammunition up my ass than reenlist in the United States Army. I mean never the fuck again haha. Absolutely FUCKing not. Now the idea implied here is that things will be better when I get out. Which, I don’t fucking know that, but I do know I won’t be a slave. This shit is big gay, and I hate it the longer I’m a part of it. Also just kind of having an existential crisis as of late, and I just turned 22. I feel old as shit, I want to be rich. No, I kind of feel like I absolutely will get rich or die trying. And idk. Life’s just weird right now. Still a kid but almost not a kid anymore. Or what if we’re always kids and we don’t have to “grow up”. Hmm