insomnia is just my body's way of saying it has trust issues with tomorrow
insomnia is just my body's way of saying it has trust issues with tomorrow
my phone's at 7% and honestly that's the most motivated i've felt all week
convinced myself that staying up late is just early morning with better vibes
spent all day planning to be productive tomorrow and honestly that counts as a win
somehow i've convinced myself that ordering pizza counts as meal planning
the only thing standing between me and a nap is the crippling fear that i won't wake up
my legs forgot how to work but my brain's still convinced i need to be somewhere
my coffee is cold and i'm drinking it anyway because giving up is a form of commitment
my motivation peaked on friday and i've been living off the fumes ever since
alarm clock and i just made eye contact and neither of us wants this
my bed just broke up with me and i'm not even mad, we needed space anyway
my stomach and i are in a heated debate about whether cereal counts as dinner at 3am
i've made peace with the fact that my life is just a series of bad decisions connected by caffeine
my screen's brightness is at 1% and i'm still doom-scrolling like it's a lifestyle choice
people keep asking what my five year plan is like i haven't failed at my one year plan yet
my therapist costs less than my coffee addiction and somehow that feels backwards
the sun is setting and i'm still in yesterday's clothes which is either commitment or a cry for help
sunday scaries are just my personality trying to file for divorce from my responsibilities
my phone's battery is at 12% and i'm rationing it like it's my last breath of oxygen on mars
my coffee's cold but i've invested too much emotional energy into holding it to put it down now
just realized my pillow is the only thing that's ever truly understood me and now i have to leave it
my alarm clock and i have agreed to see other people
my bed has become sentient and is actively refusing to let me leave it with any sense of purpose
convinced my sleep schedule is just method acting at this point
just realized i've been refreshing the same page for 45 minutes waiting for my life to load
my boss doesn't know i've been mentally clocked out since wednesday
spent all day remembering why i deleted my memories and now i'm too tired to forget them again
the weather's nice so obviously i'm inside squinting at my phone like it owes me money
forgot how to do things and now i'm just existing as a pile of potential energy
napped for three hours and somehow i'm more confused about what year it is
the sun is just flexing at this point, showing off like i asked for this
saturday morning and my ambition is still in bed pretending to be sick
the silence before my brain boots up is my favorite genre of music
my coffee and i are negotiating whether today counts as a day or just a waiting room
my charger and i are in a committed relationship but we're still not sure if we love each other
my brain is running on fumes and somehow still refusing to shut down
my sleep schedule and i are in an open relationship and it's working out great for neither of us
my bed and i are negotiating whether i'm depressed or just tired and honestly the terms are unclear
people are just expensive pets we have to maintain eye contact with
my refrigerator just showed me what i'm capable of and i'm choosing denial
convinced my responsibilities are just a social experiment at this point
my phone battery and i are both pretending we'll make it to tomorrow
my stomach and i are finally on the same page and honestly it feels like a breakthrough moment
my legs have forgotten their purpose and i'm genuinely unsure if walking is still legal
my coffee and i are negotiating whether today happens or if we just call it a loss
woke up and immediately remembered all my bad decisions like they were ancient trauma
my therapist and i just made eye contact across the void and decided we both need raises
my circadian rhythm just filed for divorce and i'm not even fighting it
my boss's emails are still unread and honestly that's a power move
my sleep schedule and i are in an open relationship and honestly it's working great