depressing bleak existence

nothing really screams at me more
than the knocked over used strawberry yoghurt carton
one of those slim small rounded rectangley ones
you know
it still has a bit of leftover blobbed pink lines on the insides
and a small silver spoon
with the handle sticking out of it
on a messy desk
or a messy floor
clothes and papers and glasses and plates and rubbish
everywhere
fuck i was supposed to clean my room three months ago
and take over the world
the first steps didn't go so well
retreat
to
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