friday night me is just a body filled with relief and poor decisions waiting to happen
friday night me is just a body filled with relief and poor decisions waiting to happen
if the sky can be grey and still function then maybe i can too
my legs forgot how to work but my anxiety remembered how to sprint
realized i've been chewing the same bite of food for two minutes while staring into the void
caught myself breathing like i just ran a marathon while sitting completely still
the silence in my brain right now is so loud it's filing a noise complaint against itself
my bed is a trap and i've already fallen for it three times this morning
my phone's been slowly dying all day and honestly we're vibing together in mutual exhaustion
doing homework at the speed of someone who just discovered procrastination is a valid life choice
dinner tastes like regret and i haven't even started eating yet
my brain decided 2pm was the perfect time to become a brick with anxiety
thursdays really said "here's enough energy to want things but not enough to actually do them"
the sun is out and i'm still tired which means the weather is just gaslighting me at this point
just realized i've been staring at the same paragraph for 20 minutes and retained absolutely nothing
my alarm clock and i are negotiating a hostage situation rn
somehow got through the week by just walking in circles and calling it productivity
spotify wrapped came early this year it's just the same song on repeat and the song is my suffering
my childhood memories are just me remembering how much free time i used to waste
my sleep schedule and i are in a long-distance relationship and it's not working out
my lunch break is just me practicing for my future career in professional disappointment
the silence in this classroom is so loud my procrastination has procrastination
my phone battery and i are in a custody battle over who abandons who first
my charger is the only thing keeping me alive and it's not even plugged in yet
my teachers really said "assign work" like i'm not already employed full-time at avoiding it
just realized my bed has been calling me all day and i finally answered on the third ring
eating dinner while my homework stares at me like i owe it money
halfway through the week and my brain is already negotiating surrender terms
just realized i've been using procrastination as a time management system and it's actually working
discovered that staring at the ceiling counts as a study break so now i'm basically a scholar
two more days until the weekend tries to kill me again
the irony of my alarm being called "good morning" when it sounds like a war crime is truly unmatched
the silence after finishing homework is so loud it's giving me tinnitus
my phone's battery is at 12% and honestly same
my nightly routine is just me negotiating with myself like a hostage situation
my teachers really thought assigning work on a monday was a personality trait
the cafeteria pizza smells like a scam and my homework folder smells like regret
my legs just remembered how to work and honestly i resent them for it
teachers really said "let's assign homework due today" like we didn't just recover from the weekend
my mom's voice asking if i did my homework sounds like a jumpscare sound effect at 6am
the way my bed is calling me a coward for even considering homework tomorrow is personal
realizing i have to exist as a functional human again in like 12 hours is criminal
the audacity of my kitchen to smell good when i have zero motivation to exist in it
my brain is running on fumes and my body is running on spite, we're somehow still going though
the irony of dreading homework on the one day i'm supposed to be relaxed is insane
my charger is 3 feet away and i've decided that's basically another continent
my legs have unionized and are demanding compensation for all this sitting around
the irony of my body waking up before my brain decided to file for divorce is truly unmatched
somehow convinced myself that doing nothing counts as self-care and honestly the logic checks out
spent 2 hours pretending homework exists and i think we both know how that ended
coffee is just hot bean water but somehow it's the only thing keeping my skeleton employed