The epitome of a sad existence

Sitting alone in my room alone, the only person on a floor of 30-ish, eating a Lunchable Pizza Pack.

Sometimes it sucks being the Jimmy. It's hard, but someone has to do it. And I would rather it be me than someone else, the world deserves some joy. I shall carry my burden in hopes that I can bring joy to others. That is my lot in life, I'm like a trauma sponge.