She locks herself in a crappy dorm room for hours on end to escape the cold and uncaring abyss that is an unfeeling universe as she tries to cover up her insecurities and shortcomings by bingeing on chocolate and tumblr memes.
Eventually her mental, physical, and emotional stress levels will become so high that she will spontaneously combust when someone asks her what the date is. She will then wander as a perpetually panicked and confused ghost doomed to forever haunt a spaceship restroom while muttering something about diving eggplants.
This is a skeleton.
This skeleton doesn't care about the fact that its existence is unimportant to the grand scheme of existence, nor does it binge on chocolate for a dopamine rush to forget its inadequecies. It just sits there content on its little dirt pile.