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discarded instant ramen bowls left airing in the dark sitting next to sprite bottles devoid of their fizzy carbonation clothes heaped on the floor collecting dust with homework papers the glowing screen of the computer the only light to be seen a figure matted hair, dark circles under their eyes so used to their own scent they do not realize their stench abandoning everything besides their computer their fingers tap quickly on the keyboard but their eyes are dead and void they have lost their path they cannot find their way.
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 3:05 AM UTC
depressed much?
discarded instant ramen bowls left airing in the dark sitting next to sprite bottles devoid of their fizzy carbonation clothes heaped on the floor collecting dust with homework papers the glowing screen of the computer the only light to be seen a figure matted hair, dark circles under their eyes so used to their own scent they do not realize their stench abandoning everything besides their computer their fingers tap quickly on the keyboard but their eyes are dead and void they have lost their path they cannot find their way.
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Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 3:05 AM UTC
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