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the clock ticks and ticks it's 12am right now- a time where my icks are nonexistent as i dive into my deep thoughts i feel kinda alive but also half dead with exhaustion with my study materials sitting on my desk. my brows are furrowed; my lips are pressed; it's a never ending cycle. one that is vicious.
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 1:37 AM UTC
vicious cycle
the clock ticks and ticks it's 12am right now- a time where my icks are nonexistent as i dive into my deep thoughts i feel kinda alive but also half dead with exhaustion with my study materials sitting on my desk. my brows are furrowed; my lips are pressed; it's a never ending cycle. one that is vicious.
ducking
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Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 1:37 AM UTC
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