cancelling everything. dinners, weddings, hobbies, the ski trip i’ve been planning with friends since 2024.

turned down a date with a real girl this week.

we used to dream of conditions like this and we’ve never been this back in years. every second spent away from the charts is money left on the table. we have breached the land of promise.

it’s lock tf in season, anon. no sleep.

talk to me in 6 months. i’ll either be unbearable or unreachable in 2027.