I am tired of everything.
I am tired of looking for a job.
I am tired of recruiters contacting me.
I am tired of being rejected.
I am tired of talking to people.
I am tired of wading in endless debt.
I am tired of art.
I am tired of my comic.
I am tired of thinking.
I am tired of video games.
I am tired of eating.
I am tired of getting up in the morning.
I am tired of existing.
Two people I know threw themselves in front of moving vehicles, but I thought that would be a little harsh and I don’t want anyone else to be hurt. I wrote a paper in college about how to commit suicide with carbon monoxide from your car’s exhaust pipe, and I got an A on it, but I don’t remember how to do that anymore. Last night I felt an apathy so fierce that I thought of killing my family and friends in order to maybe feel something tingle in that hollow void they call a soul. Where’s an end to this madness? I saw someone quote a character from a video game and it made me laugh at how stupid it was. That’s how I feel about the world right now. Is there really something worth living for?