Broken hearts and empty cups I try but just can't fill. These are pieces I find that keep me going. Pieces that keep me awake. Pieces that keep me dreaming.
i have 3 minutes to write a poem.
that’ll show em. fucking waste of my time to watch useless render bars when i could be at bars rendering myself useless.
confusion sets in. was it just a moment ago i accomplished something?
because this isn’t what accomplishment feels like.
render complete. progress at 100 percent.
doesn’t feel like progress to me.
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