𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖

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Fuck.

I wake up on the fucking floor. Of course, because I can't go a single night without falling off of the damn bed. I groan as I pull myself back under the thin covers and go to look at the clock across the room. 3:52 am. Sighing, I fall back on my bed and stare at the ceiling. God, I just wish I could get a decent night's sleep for once. Just once would be perfect. Welp, no use tryna get back to sleep now. I roll over and grab my phone, squinting at the blinding light. After hours of mindlessly scrolling through Instagram and Tik Tok, I see the sun start to rise outside my window. I can hear my parents starting to stir downstairs. Time for another beautiful fucking day. Ugh.

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