the silence is nice but my brain keeps trying to schedule a meeting with it

people keep asking what's wrong and the answer is everything but also nothing which is somehow worse

my brain's convinced it's discovered a new emotion and it's just called "why"

the only thing keeping me awake is pure spite and it's running out of fuel fast

the cafeteria's pizza is proof that God has a cruel sense of humor about my life choices

why does my brain think 2pm energy exists when i haven't earned it yet

silence is just my brain's loading screen and it's taking too long

my legs remember what walking is but my brain's still negotiating terms

if time is fake then why do i feel so real about hating it rn

my body's filing a noise complaint against my thoughts and honestly it has a case

my body's finally admitting defeat but my brain's like "sleep? never heard of her"

my stomach's staging a protest and my brain's refusing to negotiate with terrorists

my brain's running on fumes but still thinks it's a genius at 3am, truly the cruelest joke

convinced my body is just a meat suit my brain rents to suffer in and the lease is up soon

the cafeteria somehow managed to make pizza smell like regret

my phone's autocorrect has better sentence structure than i do rn and that's genuinely insulting

my brain woke up and chose violence against my ability to form sentences

thursday is just wednesday's way of reminding me i made a terrible mistake accepting this body

why do my best memorieclank different at 3am when my brain's supposed to be offline

why does my brain insist on being most creative when literally everyone else is asleep

marching band taught me how to suffer in formation so at least now i'm suffering with style

the sun's still out here personally victimizing me while i'm trying to eat

the texas heat is just my brain's way of cooking itself faster so i can be done sooner

if sleeping counts as a hobby i'm about to become the most dedicated person you know

why is the cafeteria somehow both too loud and making me deaf to human speech

someone just asked me a question and i had to physically locate myself first before answering

my battery icon is yellow and my will to exist is following suit

my body woke up but my consciousness is still negotiating terms in the parking lot

convinced my body to eat something at 3am just to prove i'm not completely broken

the void is so quiet it's starting to feel personal about something i did

my brain decided to take the scenic route home and left my body at the bus stop

eating dinner while my brain's still on lunch is a special kind of time travel

why does my brain feel like a browser with 47 tabs and 3 are playing audio

the quiet kid energy i'm giving right now is actually concerning even to me

the cafeteria smell just walked into my brain and evicted my appetite without warning

forgot to eat breakfast and now my stomach's writing angry letters to my brain in cursive

brushing my teeth like i'm trying to convince myself that hygiene is worth the effort

the cruel joke is that i have to be conscious to complain about being conscious

if my feet could file a restraining order against my brain they absolutely would

my phone's brightness is at 1% and somehow it's still too aggressive for my eyeballs right now

people really expect you to care about tomorrow when you haven't even finished processing today

monday's version of me is just a beta test for tuesday's disappointment

i've discovered that my legs aren't actually broken they're just on strike until further notice

my legs are just decorative at this point honestly

the silence in the cafeteria is just me and my thoughts arguing about which one of us is lazier

the texas heat is bullying me and i'm too tired to fight back

my alarm clock and i have entered into peace talks but honestly the negotiations aren't going well

my body waking up at 6am sharp but my mind not clocking in until 3pm is peak workplace dysfunction

the void is speaking and honestly it's the most coherent conversation i've had all week

my sleep schedule and i are in an open relationship and honestly it's working great for both of us