The name is max.Welcome to the livin’

nightmare called MY LIFE

Listen Sally, I’m not nearly drunk

enough to deal with this right

now.

..You are a real

piece of shit.you know that

right?

Are you even listening

to me?

WRITER: LAITH TIERNEYARTIST: ROBERT BURATTILETTERS: LUCAS BOWERS

MAXIMUM DEPRESSION‘ANOTHER BREAKUP’

the band is on the

verge of breaking up, especially after

last nights rehearsal. There’s a lot going on right now and the last thing I wanna hear is you spinnin’ broken

records...

You just don’t give

a fuck about anyone but yourself and

that’s never gonna change..is it?

This keeps happening. we started dating a few months ago..and It’s the

third time we’ve broken up this month.

If I’m honest, now I don’t care what happens either

way. She’s driving me crazy… but the sex has been great.

I don’t get what her problem is.

a few weeks back, she said my self destructive behaviour was a turn on.

“No expectations” she said.Now she’s tryin’ change me?

This is just who i am.

...Isn’t it?

So..you’re

angry at me for something

I haven’t done yet?

IT’S NOT WHAT YOU’VE

DONE! IT’S WHAT YOU HAVEN’T DONE!

Don’t play dumb.

You know what exactly I mean

Remind me again -

what exactly have I done

wrong?

Thank god. She’s gone. Hopefully

this time for good!

I should do it just to spite her...That’ll show her!

That’ll show

everyone!

Jesus Christ…KILL YOURSELF?

What kind of psycho tells a person to kill themselves?

Lose my number and kill yourself

I’m leaving for

good this time, Max. I can do better than

a deadbeat like you.

I wonder if it hurts?

yeah...FUCK THAT.