Trigger Warning for all y’all who Jack off to the traffic on the 405

I don’t know why anyone in their right mind would GENUINELY want to settle in such a shitshow of bureaucratic and capitalist bullshit.

“Oh but we have Hollywood!”

Okay and what else?

That’s right.

There’s fuck else to make anyone over the age of 28 think it’s a reasonably comfortable lifestyle.

I don’t think paying $2 grand a month for a UPS box of an apartment held together with duct tape and sheer willpower with a parking spot 15 minutes of smelling piss and wet broccoli in a bag away while every “roadtrip” you go just to spend half the trip in traffic burning through your $7/gal gas is worth being able to say that you live within a 100 mile radius of LeBron James. He leaving after next year anyways.

Also before any of y’all Reddit guys even think of the word “nightlife”, I’m gonna need you to shut the fuck up because the only night life y’all got is the party under the tent you pitch with Lana Rhodes every night. Might as well stick LED Strips under that crusty ass blanket and call it a rave.

So why am I here? If it wasn’t already clear based on years of at best borderline funny comments/posts, it’s because I’m fucking stupid and apparently a masochist.

Long mfkn story short: i hate it here, but UCLA won’t let me take the classes I need to graduate.