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Click hereMy entire life I’ve done the opposite
Of what I was told.
Not intentionally, usually.
I'm just good at getting in trouble.
Lately, though, it’s been simple.
At least, simple enough
I should be able to carry out
Such a microcosmic chore
Without causing too much trouble.
Move.
Get my lazy ass out of bed.
It’s all I am expected to do.
Yet I lack the motivation to do
Even that.
I’ve spent months in this bed.
Well, three months and nine days.
What need have I for a job?
Or a girlfriend, or friends at all?
For what could I possibly use an education?
After all, I’m bound to fail.
I know my life will go nowhere
Yet I’m not relieved by thoughts of death.
I’m too much of a pussy to kill myself anyways.
Instead, I think I’ll lie here
And rot.
But don’t worry.
You’ll be reimbursed for the inconvenience.