Over it

It’s fucking Monday, dec 1, 2025. That leaves me 30 days lot get this shit figured out. I’m over it. All of it. If it involves people, breathing, or a heartbeat, I’m over it-including my own.

I have fought my whole damn life for my place in this world and I’m done. I am never respected, appreciated, noticed, communicated with, thanked, or hell-even told to fuck off.

With that being said, y’all have 30 days or I’m out for good.

Adios!