[note 1] twelve unread in the group chat hard carrying this whole thing you literally haven't done shit this deadline is actually killing me killing me [note 2] i’ve been trapped in this critshit for three hours. mate next to me reeks of cheap mango elf bar and unwashed hair. just staring at a blank google doc, trying to waffle 300 words into 2k. my brain is completely fried. running entirely on iced lattes and pure spite. [note 3] "the composition lacks tension" "the composition lacks tension" standing at the front of the studio letting you completely rip my work to shreds rip it to shreds nodding like i actually agree nodding like i give a fuck nodding like you actually care nodding like you give a fuck [note 4] 11:58 11:59 submitting literal trash just so i can close the tab just to sleep just to sleep [note 5] breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief [note 6] literally in my flop era. i told the barista to have a good weekend and it’s wednesday. i'm going to walk into the ocean [note 7] breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief breathe the smoke fuck the brief
