【 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗕𝗢𝗫 / NSFW.

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ heavy eyelids, hollow thoughts. passion dims beneath exhaustion's weight. every task feels mountainous. even joy feels distant—like watching sunlight through frosted glass. ​

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ i dislike being undermined.​

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ＥＸＨＡＵＳＴ''' ...................................​ burnout creeps in quietly, a thief stealing joy, focus, and drive. mornings grow heavier, motivation thinning like mist. small tasks overwhelm. creativity dries up. you ache, not just in body, but in spirit. laughter feels foreign. even rest doesn't restore. you're running, but the fuel ran out miles ago.​ ​ ███████​

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burnout drains you, bu
t being constantly und
ermined cuts deeper. it
chips away at your con
fidence, your worth.
together, they hollow
you out, leaving only
echoes where certainty
and passion once lived.​

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ＡＮＤ ＴＡＫＥＳ ＯＶＥＲ !

sleep is a gentle surrender, the softest esca
pe. in its quiet embrace, the world fades—
no demands, no thoughts, just stillness. it's
the closest we come to death without parti
ng, a weightless drift into nothingness whe
re peace blankets the mind. in sleep, we va
nish safely, and for a while, everything is be
autifully silent.​

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