A broken record hiccups in the background of my life. Self-admonishing phrases echo over and over again across a floor littered with yellowed pages. The words once fortified with sincerity become meaningless noises after a while. The same inflection and cadence and frequency, over and over and over. It stops being a tinny song of self-discipline. It becomes a nonsense mantra of mediocrity. Dissatisfaction fills the room and my lungs the way the rage used to. A cloying and numbing bite, the same as countless zombie teeth from lazy and starving mouths outside my walls.
12:33 p.m. - 2017-02-06
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