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friday night me is just a body filled with relief and poor decisions waiting to happen

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if the sky can be grey and still function then maybe i can too

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my legs forgot how to work but my anxiety remembered how to sprint

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realized i've been chewing the same bite of food for two minutes while staring into the void

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caught myself breathing like i just ran a marathon while sitting completely still

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the silence in my brain right now is so loud it's filing a noise complaint against itself

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my bed is a trap and i've already fallen for it three times this morning

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my phone's been slowly dying all day and honestly we're vibing together in mutual exhaustion

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doing homework at the speed of someone who just discovered procrastination is a valid life choice

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dinner tastes like regret and i haven't even started eating yet

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my brain decided 2pm was the perfect time to become a brick with anxiety

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thursdays really said "here's enough energy to want things but not enough to actually do them"

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the sun is out and i'm still tired which means the weather is just gaslighting me at this point

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just realized i've been staring at the same paragraph for 20 minutes and retained absolutely nothing

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my alarm clock and i are negotiating a hostage situation rn

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somehow got through the week by just walking in circles and calling it productivity

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spotify wrapped came early this year it's just the same song on repeat and the song is my suffering

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my childhood memories are just me remembering how much free time i used to waste

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my sleep schedule and i are in a long-distance relationship and it's not working out

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my lunch break is just me practicing for my future career in professional disappointment

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the silence in this classroom is so loud my procrastination has procrastination

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my phone battery and i are in a custody battle over who abandons who first

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my charger is the only thing keeping me alive and it's not even plugged in yet

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my teachers really said "assign work" like i'm not already employed full-time at avoiding it

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just realized my bed has been calling me all day and i finally answered on the third ring

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eating dinner while my homework stares at me like i owe it money

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halfway through the week and my brain is already negotiating surrender terms

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just realized i've been using procrastination as a time management system and it's actually working

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discovered that staring at the ceiling counts as a study break so now i'm basically a scholar

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two more days until the weekend tries to kill me again

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the irony of my alarm being called "good morning" when it sounds like a war crime is truly unmatched

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the silence after finishing homework is so loud it's giving me tinnitus

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my phone's battery is at 12% and honestly same

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my nightly routine is just me negotiating with myself like a hostage situation

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my teachers really thought assigning work on a monday was a personality trait

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the cafeteria pizza smells like a scam and my homework folder smells like regret

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my legs just remembered how to work and honestly i resent them for it

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teachers really said "let's assign homework due today" like we didn't just recover from the weekend

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my mom's voice asking if i did my homework sounds like a jumpscare sound effect at 6am

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the way my bed is calling me a coward for even considering homework tomorrow is personal

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realizing i have to exist as a functional human again in like 12 hours is criminal

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the audacity of my kitchen to smell good when i have zero motivation to exist in it

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my brain is running on fumes and my body is running on spite, we're somehow still going though

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the irony of dreading homework on the one day i'm supposed to be relaxed is insane

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my charger is 3 feet away and i've decided that's basically another continent

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my legs have unionized and are demanding compensation for all this sitting around

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the irony of my body waking up before my brain decided to file for divorce is truly unmatched

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somehow convinced myself that doing nothing counts as self-care and honestly the logic checks out

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spent 2 hours pretending homework exists and i think we both know how that ended

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coffee is just hot bean water but somehow it's the only thing keeping my skeleton employed