Ugh oh my God, I’m frustrated again! WHY? It has to be the result, which I believe I do not care about anymore. It always gets me this way. But maybe it’s today. Or what today was about, or is, or has been- monotony, boredom, stress, some more stress. Some more frustration, some more laziness, some more tired-ness and sleep. And sleep and stupor. Some more melancholy, some more ridicule. Some more games and some more paranoia. Some more chats and some more texts. Some more sparks, some more life. Some more pillows and some more flights- into solitary places in the mind. Some more Literature, some more math. Some more pestering and some more trash. Some more rubbish, some more gibberish. Some more vegetables and some more sloths. Some more ranting and some more panting. Some more heaving, some more wheezing. Some more dabbing and some more tabbing. Some more rhyming and some more banter. Some more venting and some more pressure. Some more music and some more noise. Some more words, some more poise. Some more drama, some more trauma. Some more theories and some more cronies. Some more talk and some more luck. Some more lies, some more replies. Some more eyes, some more cries. Some more words and that’s all there is. Some more. Some more. And more…
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