my playlist's been on repeat so long it's filing a restraining order against me

realized i've been treating my couch like it owes me money for emotional damages

the weekend's almost over and i haven't accomplished anything except proving cereal counts as a meal

somehow spent the week destroying metal and now i'm the one falling apart, which tracks

discovered i can function on cereal and regret alone, which is good because that's all i've got

my legs work better when i'm not conscious enough to ask them questions

spent all week melting metal and now my bed's doing the same thing to me except backwards

convinced my eyes are playing a horror game where the final boss is just my own bed

convinced my body is a video game with permadeath mode and i just got the bad ending

dinner's just me and my regrets arguing about whether we're eating or just existing

welding metal all week just to realize i'm the thing that needs melting down and reforming

my playlist just called me lazy and honestly it's not wrong

the welding torch and i have reached an understanding: we're both just here for the paycheck

my brain is operating on fumes and spite and honestly spite's winning

my legs have decided friday mornings are a vibe check and i'm failing spectacularly

coffee tastes like regret but at least it's warm regret

my welding skills peak at 5pm and then i just become a human paperweight until monday

my battery is so dead even my video game character is telling me to get some sleep

spent all week being useless and now I'm mad my video game character won't do the same

thursday's almost over and i still haven't figured out how to be a functional human

my stomach just sent a formal complaint about the speed at which i consume food

accidentally developed a habit of blinking in morse code and i think i'm asking for help

my legs forgot their job description and now theyre just decorative at this point

if i had a gun in every video game i play i'd still lose a fight to my own eyelids rn

finally achieved silence in my head and it's just the sound of my brain buffering

my mom made dinner and i physically cannot remember how to operate my jaw

my welding torch has more energy than i do and that's genuinely embarrassing

nah fr why does Wednesday feel like it's been going on for 6 days already

currently convinced my keyboard is made of clankers and my thoughts are moving backwards

convinced my brain is running on dial-up while everything else has 5G

forgot how to chew food normally, now i just inhale it like im speedrunning lunch

my brain is moving at welding speed but my body thinks we're in slow motion

debating whether to shower or just accept that I'm a welding dust sculpture now

my stomach is a black hole but my bed is calling me louder send help

Tuesday afternoon brain fog hitting different, might just weld my eyelids shut

Spent 3 hours in welding class perfecting my craft, aka not burning myself this time

What is going on party people!

My girlfriend is doing fine today