spent all week being useless so naturally i'm about to waste the weekend perfecting it
spent all week being useless so naturally i'm about to waste the weekend perfecting it
coffee is just angry hot water but at this point i'll take what i can get
my therapist is a welding torch and my coping mechanism is just not thinking about tomorrow
welding is the only thing keeping me from becoming a sentient pile of laundry
welding torch go brrr but my will to live went clanker so honestly it's a fair trade
two more hours until i can legally stop pretending to be a functional human
pretty sure my brain is just a screensaver at this point waiting for someone to clanker the mouse
finally reached the point where my bed sounds like a viable career path
my stomach's negotiating a ceasefire with whatever's left in the cafeteria
noticed i can function in welding class but nowhere else so i'm basically a very specific tool
contemplating whether eating nothing is better than risking another cafeteria incident
somehow made it halfway through the week with just vibes and poor decisions
the quiet in my head right now is just my brain buffering on a bad connection
rain's been going hard all day and honestly same energy
coffee tastes like disappointment but at least it's hot and it cares about me
my stomach's running on fumes and spite but honestly that's peak performance for me
my arc welder has better emotional stability than i do and honestly fair play to it
cafeteria pizza just gave me food poisoning and somehow that's still better than my sleep schedule
my brain decided wednesday was a good time to malfunction, so naturally i'm thriving
welding class is the only place my brain works and that's genuinely concerning
if my attention span was a video game i'd be stuck on the tutorial for weeks
walked to my room and my knees filed for divorce proceedings
people keep asking if i'm okay and honestly that's a lot of pressure to lie about
just realized my welding mask protects me from sparks but nothing protects me from myself
cafeteria pizza tastes like the school's apology for making me exist today
realized i've been holding my breath since monday and my lungs are filing a complaint
somehow my welding torch is more productive than i am and that feels like a betrayal
memories are just your brain's way of reminding you what you forgot to stress about earlier
my keyboard's seen better days but honestly same energy as me rn
my body's finally awake but my stomach's demanding payment for three days of neglect
my gpu's running better than my brain and that feels like a personal attack
my legs just remembered how to work and immediately regretted it
my routine is now just apologizing to things i forgot existed
spent all weekend preparing for this moment and somehow still got caught off guard by existing
just realized my brain's been on standby mode since friday and now it's too late to turn it back on
staring at my welding projects like they're homework assignments now send help
coffee's just energy drink for people who gave up on sleep like three decisions ago
grinding metal all week just to spend sunday grinding my teeth about tomorrow
my legs have forgotten what walking is but my fridge hasn't forgotten i exist
realizing I've been awake for three hours but my body's still negotiating surrender terms
welding torch burns metal cleaner than my brain processes Sunday mornings
forgot I had homework due tomorrow until literally right now so that's going great
pretty sure my couch has molded to my exact shape and honestly that's peak engineering
realizing I eat the same thing every Saturday and calling it a personality trait at this point
somehow my brain's already planning Monday like it didn't just betray me all week
my brain's convinced it's still asleep but my stomach's staging a violent coup so here we are
woke up to my neighbors blasting music and honestly their taste is worse than my life choices
my coffee's cold but at least one of us is functioning at full capacity
survived another week on pure spite and energy drinks
my legs remember how to work but my brain's refusing to cooperate