My Bedroom
I want to sleep, but...
By Sone KramerPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
I want to sleep, but
there are strangers in my bed; I
live on my friend’s couch.
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(drawing by my friend, Tong, of his couch)
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If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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Comments (15)
Great senryu and love the illustration. Congrats on your win!
😁 Hey, good one! Congrats on your runner up prize! 😊👏
Not the best way to make new friends - or maybe... LOL congratulations!
Congratulations!
Love this Senryu!
Haha! Yeah, that's awkward. lol! Love the image on this one!
I have been there
Relatable.
💓
Some people are so inconsiderate especially when there's floor that's perfectly good to sit on.
I always found it difficult to sleep in anyone's house. Still do. I'm too aware that, while walls really don't talk, sometimes, they do, and I just might hear every word.
Gotta love company.
Relateable and rough. yikes! love the image
I love it! 😂 Great Senryu!
Oh nooooo! That's definitely awkward. And inconvenient.