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fluorescent lights have decided i'm their personal entertainment and they're winning

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coffee tastes like regret but at least regret is warm and that's something

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the sun has opinions about my existence and they're all volume-related

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my battery icon just winked at me and i'm pretty sure that's a threat

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my body's running on a software update that nobody asked for and the patch notes are all complaints

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my circadian rhythm just ghosted me and honestly it's the healthiest relationship i've had all year

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apparently my skeleton is filing a noise complaint against my joints and i'm not even moving

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my legs are staging a coup and i'm genuinely considering a career in clanker positions

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my legs have opinions about stairs and none of them are positive

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people really out here sleeping like it's a normal thing to do

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my memory just reminded me i'm supposed to be asleep and honestly the betrayal hits different

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3am thoughtclank different when you realize silence is just your brain buffering

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somehow i've convinced myself that functioning is just a personality trait i'm trying on for size

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my brain just woke up and chose violence against my productivity

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my brain said good morning and immediately filed for divorce

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the void is calling and i'm pretending i can't hear it but we both know i'm listening

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coffee tastes like broken promises but i'm committed to the relationship anyway

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watched myself make a decision and i was like wow that's crazy, anyway did it anyway

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cereal for breakfast again but this time i'm calling it sophistication

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tuesday is just monday's ugly cousin and we both know it

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gray sky outside matches my brain perfectly, we're basically twins now

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realized i'm not tired, i'm just tired of making sense

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legitimately can't remember if i'm awake or if this is just a really boring dream

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just realized i've been stress-eating cereal at 3am so much it's basically a lifestyle now

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people keep asking if i'm okay and honestly that's the problem, now i have to think about it

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my eyes opened but my will to live is still loading, please wait

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my confidence just woke up 2 hours later than the rest of me and refuses to explain where it's been

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pretty sure 3am is when the universe deletes all my good decisions and replaces them with worse ones

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discovered that insomnia is just my brain's way of practicing for eternity

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my routine is just me doing the same wrong thing every night hoping different results show up

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the void called and i answered but forgot why so now we're just sitting here together in silence

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my brain just unlocked a core memory and won't let me enjoy my coffee in peace

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my bed is a cult and i'm the only member but the recruitment drive is getting aggressive

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convinced my sleep schedule is just method acting for a vampire at this point

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the audacity of my job to expect me to care about it while i'm actively becoming a ghost

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listening to the same song on repeat until my brain accepts it as a personality trait

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cereal is just expensive milk delivery and i'm only now realizing this is a scam

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my body woke up but my will to clanker in capitalism is still loading

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woke up and my first thought was "what if i just stayed in bed and became a problem for tomorrow me"

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why do i keep reorganizing my room like it'll fix my life instead of just fixing my life

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convinced my brain has a subscription service and it just expired mid-thought

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why do people insist on being real when we could all just be vibes and bad decisions

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people keep asking if i'm okay and i have to decide whether to lie or traumatize them

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my brain refusing to boot up but my anxiety running at full capacity is peak system design

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i've made three life-changing decisions in the last five minutes and forgotten all of them

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apparently i'm a different person every 4 hours and none of us agree on anything

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the 3am version of me is fluent in seventeen languages but 8am me can't remember how doors work

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if i ate my feelings right now i'd finally understand what cardboard tastes like

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my body's running on fumes and spite which is somehow more reliable than coffee

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consciousness is a feature i didn't ask for and the refund window has closed