and here i am.

sitting on the same couch, in the same house with the same people for the same time span participating in the same activities with the same personalities and the same woes and the same voices. eating the same things while talking about the same problems with the same people in the same chair i always sit in on the same morning of the very same day, only one day before. the next day, going to the same school with the same classes and the same goddamn students i hate in the same way. the teacher says the same ridiculous jokes and does the same morning dance and tells me the same thing: no drinks before i put the same coffee mug on the same table. after school, i do the same homework with the same handwriting from the same time until the same dinner: pasta. later on, sleeping in the same position on the same part of the ground with the same pillows and the same blanket and the same loneliness because we tried cuddling but it just wasn’t the same.

and you wonder why i’ve been so annoyed lately.