Im young and complicated but simply 100% convinced getting a job would make me more depressed
On the other hand money for clothes sounds pearly than morning dew
It’s been killing me lately. I’ve been best down and dragged these past few months, but listen, I am so grateful to be doing SOMETHING. I just tell myself that it’s a blessin to have a job and to have a skill that will always have me employed. I wake up every morning dragging my ass and complaining but I’m so happy that I complain because I have a place to go where people depend on me. Life man gotta love it while you in it.
