the silence after i didn't answer my phone is deafening in a way that feels personal

my therapist says i need hobbies but honestly procrastination is keeping me pretty busy

thursday afternoon me is just a skeleton operating a flesh robot on fumes and spite

my stomach's convinced lunch is a personality trait i haven't unlocked yet

my coffee's cold but my regret's still hot so i guess we're even

my brain's still loading but my anxiety's already fully buffered and ready to go

people keep asking what my five year plan is like i'm not still figuring out breakfast

convinced my thoughts are just echoing in an empty warehouse at this point

my body's convinced it's a vampire but my job description disagrees

my brain's decided 3am is prime time to remember every embarrassing thing i've ever done

my battery icon just gave me a look that said we both know how this ends

my refrigerator's giving me the silent clanker but my leftover pizza's surprisingly forgiving

dinner's just breakfast's failed sequel nobody asked for

wednesday afternoon brain is just me watching my productivity evaporate in real time

supposedly i'm supposed to want lunch but my stomach's negotiating for snacks instead

my coffee's been sitting here so long it's started charging me rent

the clouds look like they're also unsure if they should commit to this whole rain thing

my eyes opened and immediately filed a complaint with my pillow about workplace conditions

my alarm clock and i have agreed to see other people

the rain outside is just my thoughts falling back to earth, giving up early

my skeleton's trying to leave but my body's like "we're doing this together buddy"

my bed is calling but my brain's still doing math problems i failed in high school

caught myself mid-yawn and realized i've been practicing my funeral expression all day

my dinner's getting cold but my anxiety is piping hot so we're balanced now

just walked past a mirror and my reflection looked equally confused about where we're going

tuesday afternoon energy: i'm not procrastinating, i'm just giving my problems a head start

my phone's been buzzing all day and i'm pretty sure it's just disappointed in me

just realized my confidence peaks during tasks i'll never actually do

if music could sue me for emotional neglect i'd be broke and fully deserving

my alarm went off and i immediately started negotiating with it like we're in a hostage situation

just remembered i exist and honestly it's inconvenient timing

still haven't figured out if i'm a night owl or just avoiding tomorrow

the only thing louder than my thoughts right now is how hard i'm pretending to sleep

noticed i have strong opinions about things i've never actually tried

convinced my stomach and brain are in different time zones and neither is winning

just realized i've been emotionally exhausted for so long i forgot what relaxed even feels like

monday's telling me to eat vegetables and i'm telling monday to mind its business

people keep asking if i'm okay and honestly that's worse than if they didn't

convinced my productivity is just a rumor spread by people who don't know me

forgot what i had for lunch yesterday so i'm just eating mystery meat again

irony is me being too lazy to disappoint people so i just disappoint myself first

my body woke up but my will to exist is still buffering

my brain's still in sleep mode but my anxiety's already done a full workout

my existential dread has a sleep schedule and it's thriving rn

my alarm clock and i are in a custody battle over my future

convinced my ceiling fan is the only thing keeping me awake at this point

the weather is nice which is offensive because i'm not

my bed is calling and i'm pretending i can't hear it

dinner tastes like regret but i'm gonna eat it anyway because giving up is free

i've achieved the perfect state of uselessness and somehow i'm still disappointed in myself