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I am throwing up straight gasoline. Steam is dripping down my eyes. I work twice as hard as that man. I earn five times less awards. My body is deteriorating. I am tripping over the wires at my feet. I am falling ill; I keep working. That man will pay But you know what they say You can’t take it with you.
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Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 12:10 AM UTC
meat - machine
I am throwing up straight gasoline. Steam is dripping down my eyes. I work twice as hard as that man. I earn five times less awards. My body is deteriorating. I am tripping over the wires at my feet. I am falling ill; I keep working. That man will pay But you know what they say You can’t take it with you.
why do they get to determine his success, just because they said so?
#jealousy#burntout#overwork#burnout#award#intelligence#gasoline#steam
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EmeryF
15/F/USA
Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 12:10 AM UTC
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