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Jul. 24th, 2024 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nowiammyself life is repetition I return to the same city I walk the same streets I missed the green but I hate the asphalt I hate the cracks in the streets the pot holes the concrete poured inside and cracking I hate the wide streets I hate the cars I hate the telephone wires I hate I hate I hate
life is repetition everything feels like before the same heaviness that has made home in my throat checking my phone staring at a screen all day under florescent lighting the ac blasts and I'm freezing in july freezing under the bright florescent lights bright white walls the lit computer monitor
time stretched out before me time crinkled together i don't have enough time
calculating spending making budgets money stress the same foods the same tv shows sitting on the couch wasting away I hear sounds from a TV show in the other room
life is repetition everything is the same and I'm exactly where I've always been
life is repetition everything feels like before the same heaviness that has made home in my throat checking my phone staring at a screen all day under florescent lighting the ac blasts and I'm freezing in july freezing under the bright florescent lights bright white walls the lit computer monitor
time stretched out before me time crinkled together i don't have enough time
calculating spending making budgets money stress the same foods the same tv shows sitting on the couch wasting away I hear sounds from a TV show in the other room
life is repetition everything is the same and I'm exactly where I've always been
