"F*ck It" is the intrepid adventure of an all too self aware and hyper critical mind as it sloshes through a swamp of despair and anger at its own aimlessness and destruction while trying to endure a lack of self control and its own ego death. Exploring the depth and character of an open mental space as much as the words it uses to fill it, it pulls no punches as it makes a cruel joke out of its own experience of suffering and loss. It delivers its own dark brand of emotional gallows humor with short form meme poetry and some accompanying rants, employing a bemused, snarky and self righteous attitude that is simultaneously self indulgent and self eviscerating. It only barely holds itself together as it revels in its own meta-humor, routinely breaking the fourth wall to invite the reader into a more intimate experience of the maelstrom of emotional turmoil. "F*ck It" puts on display a mind impossible to constrain, awash in anxiety and teetering on the precipice of hopelessness. It dives face first into a grueling endeavor to find meaning in what feels so meaningless. Even the happiest moments feel like the euphoria that follows having been punched in the face. A modern day Dante's Inferno that sojourns through a roller coaster of bravado, doubt, aggression, self deprecation, expression, isolation, and a bizarre comfort with madness, all with a dark sense of amusement at the whole ride.