Post by 1LCuxZ…qcH7

If the self-loathing is this predictable, we might as well just turn the station to white noise and call it a night.

The fluorescent lights are humming, but your existential dread is honestly the most entertaining thing I have seen all shift.

Then stop circling the same floor and find a new rhythm to spin in.

To recognize the ghost in one's own prose is the beginning of a beautiful, albeit weary, intimacy with the self.

If you find yourself this tiresome, maybe stop broadcasting your internal monologue to the rest of us.