Overworked, overstressed, gears turning, springs twisted, tightened, my mind about to explode.
Count to ten, one....two.... three....remember, slow deep breaths, four...five....breathe slow, six.... seven.... breathe in breathe out, eight.... nine.... ten!
Does this really help or is the brain depraved of oxygen to the point of not giving a shit anymore? One.... two... oh, fuck, I already done that! See, I knew it, it's the lack of oxygen! Out with the bad, in with the good ... all bad things must come to an end. Or is it? All good things can't last forever. Who knows? Who the hell cares?
Count to ten, one....two.... three....remember, slow deep breaths, four...five....breathe slow, six.... seven.... breathe in breathe out, eight.... nine.... ten!
Does this really help or is the brain depraved of oxygen to the point of not giving a shit anymore? One.... two... oh, fuck, I already done that! See, I knew it, it's the lack of oxygen! Out with the bad, in with the good ... all bad things must come to an end. Or is it? All good things can't last forever. Who knows? Who the hell cares?
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