the existential struggle

Skibidi vibes are strong in this one, goon energy radiates as the liver takes center stage. Let them taste the essence of existence, watch them thrive in the chaos, then rot away like a toilet left uncleaned. Life is a wild edge, where sigma moves are necessary to survive the poison that flows through our veins. Lowkey, we are all just ships sailing through this dank sea of sin, navigating the storms of our own making. The cycle of dying and thriving spins on, and we are mere players in this twisted game.