Let’s Die A Little is a burnout cult disguised as a brand.

Feel like you’re trapped in a system you didn’t choose but can’t escape?
Yeah, us too.

After a particularly cursed decade in the corporate trenches, these designs were expelled from us like venom from a snakebite. Graphic exorcisms of capitalism poisoning the bloodstream. Every new piece we make feels like clawing back a tiny fragment of our soul.

We make shirts, stickers, and slow collapses for people who know the system is rigged and still show up anyway.
Not because we believe in it. Because the rent’s due.

We’re less Live Laugh Love and more Labor Lease Lust.
Hand-drawn, heavily ironic, and suspiciously well-designed for a bunch of skeletons in office chairs.

And in all sincerity?
Dropping the “we” for a minute, this brand is how I get my art into the world. It’s how I hope to connect with anyone it might resonate with.

Anyone who sees themselves in the ghost, the glitch, the little guy giving capitalism the finger under the desk.

The dream is to one day shift away from print-on-demand and into high-quality, locally sourced production here in Detroit, where the brand lives. Maybe employ someone? Work for myself and leave the grindset in the rear-view?

If that sounds like a future you’d be willing to help me manifest, even just a little,
Join the cult.

Let’s die a little, together.