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motion sickness

i have emotional motion sickness

somebody roll the windows down

pull over, stop the car

i cant take it, not anymore

hours and hours of my life wasted

it doesnt even feel good anymore

such a fun addiction

when its one touch away

literally at my fingertips

every.

waking.

hour.

i can run, but i can never escape

sometimes it dwindles, but never truly goes away

i can hate myself, my phone all i want

but it doesnt help,

i still reach for it

every.

single.

time.

sometimes i fall

down a rabbithole

consuming consuming consuming, scrolling for hours to no avail, my fyp has no end, an infinite cycle of news tips and get ready with mes, poetry and meaningful messages at times, but im still stuck, with my eyes locked to my screen, my world zoomed in, head spinning, eyes hurting, heart sinking.

looking away gives me motion sickness, the world is in 0.5

looking back hurts just as much, there is no escape

i cant run anymore,

it all feels hopeless

because at the end of the day

ive.

tried.

everything.

meditation, screen time apps, throwing my phone across the room, having an ugly phone screen.

do i need to be more radical?

sell my phone and buy a nokia instead?

bury it on top of a mountain

but at the end of the day

im stuck in the middle

do i even want to get better?

or am i alright like this?

with my world existing only in my phone

i have motion sickness

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pink_sleeved_girl_8
16 / F / head in the clouds
Published
Feb 1
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Notes

inspired by that one phoeve bridgers song w the same title

my head hurts.

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