what happens after we die? we become holes in other people’s lives

people love having someone to hate

making a playlist for the revolution

i miss the problems i used to have

you have to thrive to survive

outsourcing my hobbies to AI

everyone is part of the problem in their own unique way

the only way to build inter-generational wealth these days is by not having kids

the only way to prevent aging is to die young

what do you fear more?

do you think the world is also ending in other parts of the multiverse?

at this point in history it’s easier to invent AI that can talk to people than it is to actually talk to people

it’s hard to be a productive member of society when you’re barely surviving society

i need a happy hour to drown my sorrows

if i die and find out there’s an afterlife, i’m going to kill myself

loss is all around you

save money by never leaving your room

the older i get, the more i act like a child

spent the whole day beside myself

one person’s heaven is another person’s hell

when reality becomes irrational, it’s only rational that you’d become delusional