Doomer girl

This girl is a husk of a human being. Her day-to-day life is monotonous, filled with nothing but overwhelming dread and despair. She has no hope for the future, sees no point in striving towards anything. Every morning she wakes up tired, her body and mind weighed down by crippling depression. She spends most of her days in bed, consumed by apathy and self-loathing, chain-smoking cigarettes while staring emptily at the ceiling. The slightest task seems insurmountable and she can barely muster the energy to take care of herself. The night brings her no solace, only endless rumination on everything wrong with the world, so she wanders aimlessly through the empty city streets, often staying out until dawn. With no job and no friends she has only acquaintances on desolated imageboards which can't give her any sense of real connection. Her relationships fall apart one after another; it always ends up being just a tangle of anxiety and panic. Most of all she hates herself for not being able to function properly like everybody else, for not fitting into society’s ideal, for not having a purpose or direction. She considers own life nothing but suffering and sees no point in trying to improve her situation. Her outlook on the future is bleak at best with only more pain and anguish waiting for her down the road. There's nothing left for her except to simply exist in this purgatory-like state, a state of living death. She barely finds solace in music, listening to melancholic tracks that embody all of her feelings: disconnection, loneliness, sadness. The kind of songs that make her want to sink into her own abyss and never come out. And so she goes on, living in the limbo of emptiness every day, scrolling through endless social feeds or watching videos that hold zero interest for her. This is who she is, a shell of a person who has lost all hope for anything better than this endless cycle of misery, numbness and pain.