life has to be a simulation

I swear the universe has a writers' room somewhere just laughing and cackling their absolute asses off at me, because the timing of every single setback is literally too clean to be real, too like clockwork to be coincidental. right when you’re finally breathing easy, boom! a punchline delivered straight to the jaw, right when you’re finally catching your breath and finally start feeling okay, bam! plot twist! all your plans now useless, gone out the window! and have you looked at the big world stuff lately? it’s genuinely a dark black comedy, pure unadulterated absurdity playing out on a loop while everyone collectively throws common sense out the window and normalcy packed its bags and left years ago, and i'm just sitting here, all alone in the middle of this glitchy rendering watching the pixels crash, i cant believe i'm stil surviving, i cant believe i actually still here, life has to be a simulation.