my phone is at 8% and i'm too invested in doing nothing to find a charger
my phone is at 8% and i'm too invested in doing nothing to find a charger
cereal is just expensive water if you think about it long enough and now i can't stop
the silence in my house is so loud it's filing a noise complaint against itself
my battery is at 12% and i haven't even left bed yet which feels like a personal record
finally remembered how to blink without it feeling like a clanker
my room is a crime scene and the victim is my will to live but at least the weekend doesn't judge me
the weekend is here and my brain is already planning how to disappoint me
the irony of having 48 hours of freedom but zero mental capacity to enjoy it
forgot what food tastes like so i'm just eating to remember if i like it or hate it
my brain is playing music but it's just the sound of my deadlines screaming in surround sound
if i squint really hard my assignments almost look like they're doing themselves
woke up and immediately remembered i have homework due today so i'm going back to sleep
just realized i've been functioning on muscle memory and spite for like six hours straight
just realized i've been wearing mismatched socks all week and honestly that explains everything
my mom made dinner and suddenly i remember why i was starving but also why i hate cooking
pretty sure i just aged five years in the span of one class period
convinced my lunch is just a theoretical concept at this point
somehow i've convinced myself that finishing this assignment counts as self-care
noticed i have the energy of a phone on 12% battery but the ambitions of one at 100%
my pillow just broke up with me and honestly i deserved it
pretty sure i discovered a new emotion today that's just anger but tired
three days into the week and my motivation called in sick so now we're both unemployed
my body is running on fumes but my stomach thinks it's prime time to start making demands
walked into class late and the teacher looked at me like i owed them money
the irony of spending 4 hours wanting lunch and now that it's here i just want a nap
my brain is still loading and my coffee has already given up on me
my cereal and i just made eye contact and now we're both pretending it didn't happen
my circadian rhythm and i agreed to see other people but we keep running into each other
my homework and i are in a staring contest and neither of us is blinking first
convinced my coffee maker and i are in a toxic relationship but i need them too much to leave
my mom made dinner and i'm pretty sure the chicken is disappointed in me too
the void called and my voicemail is full so now we're both just ghosting each other
convinced my sandwich is judging me for how slowly i'm eating it
my phone has more charge than my will to exist and honestly that's embarrassing for both of us
walked into class and my legs immediately filed a complaint about the previous 4 minutes
people keep asking if im okay and i think thats code for "you look like youre malfunctioning"
my brain is running on fumes and spite but mostly spite so we're basically unstoppable
my habits aren't bad they're just undocumented features of my personality
my battery icon is red and my dinner is cold but we're both pretending everything's fine
my attention span just filed for divorce and didn't leave a forwarding address
my schedule isn't a routine it's just a series of accidents that keep happening to me
the quiet in this classroom is so loud it's filing a noise complaint against itself
my routine isn't broken it's just on a very long beta test phase
my brain said "we're awake" but didn't file the paperwork so i'm just a person shaped thing rn
the homework i didn't do is still due tomorrow so i'm just gonna manifest a snow day real hard
the sunday scaries are just my stomach rehearsing its monday performance art piece
staring at my plate like it personally wronged me and now we're in a standoff
coffee tastes like regret and broken promises but at least it's warm so we're making it work
convinced my body that digestion counts as a workout so we're calling it even
the irony of waking up early on purpose just to waste more time is not lost on me