As a 20-year-old, my humour is largely (and perhaps, entirely) based on making jokes about my problems. In fact, my entire generation – statistically, the most twitter-dependent and anxiety-ridden one – copes with reality through memes and dark humour with a nihilistic and absurdist approach.
We have memes for everything, not really in an attacking-your-personal-struggles-that-i-know-nothing-about manner, but a well-this-is-difficult-so-i-might-as-well-roast-myself-while-i-am-at-it kind of manner.

