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	Dude. Okay. Deep breath. This is me. Stumbling through fitness with a mix of I got this and do I though? Chapter one. Fitness. Set up. Real talk. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda, I mean. Right. So.	0
	I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. I don't know. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Kinda. I don't know. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Huh. Gold medal and condescension today?	0
	I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. I don't know. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. I guess, high key. Honestly, sometimes I feel like a walking apology. Even when I did nothing wrong. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda.	0
	Probably. Uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. Right. So. You say simple, and I hear, stop being human. Wait. Judging me from the rack. Rude. For real. Huh. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Sorta? Anyway. I want to be trusted. And I'm scared I'll blow it. But both can be true. I don't know. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Huh. It's loud in my head. Like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Stretching.	0
	Where I discover new ways, my body says, No. Like, Um. Micro -winds count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. The treadmill looked at me like, You again? I don't know. Real talk. 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.	0
	Low -key, uh, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. The treadmill looked at me like, You again? I don't know. I mean, If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. I don't know. Maybe. Like so. Uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Stretching.	0
	Where I discover new ways my body says, No. Not gonna lie. Honestly? High -key? When I mess up, I spiral into, See, you're a disaster. Way too fast. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. No. Like, When I mess up, I spiral into, See, You're a disaster. Way too fast. The treadmill looked at me like, You again?	0
	For real. I mean, I guess. Yeah. I tried, Just be chill. And accidentally unlocked, Chill, But wired at 2am. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. When I give myself an inch of grace, My brain stops screaming. One later night, The rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Um, 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps.	0
	Right? Mmm. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. I mean... So, uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. Maybe.	0
	Anyway, If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. Anyway, micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Honestly, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude.	0
	Kinda. Uh, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item. Three more pop up. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. Honestly, not gonna lie. High key? Um, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. For real. Kinda, I guess. Right. So, one later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. High key?	0
	Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Ahem. Chapter 2. Fitness. Plot twist. Uh, micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. I guess. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? Ugh. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? Not gonna lie, low -key. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?	0
	Honestly? Sorta. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Real talk, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I guess. I guess. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. For real, for real, I guess.	0
	I mean, um, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Low -key, sorta for real. You say simple, and I hear, stop! Being human! Kinda? Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Real talk. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.	0
	Right, so... I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? You say simple, and I hear, stop being human. Weights, judging me from the rack? Rude. I've survived messes before, maybe I can handle small changes now. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours.	0
	Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda? But real talk, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, honestly, honestly. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes?	0
	Um, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now? One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. No, like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like my chest loosens a bit.	0
	Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Honestly, love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. One later night, one later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Um, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.	0
	Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Not gonna lie. Look, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Maybe. You say simple, and I hear, stop being human!	0
	Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Sorta. I can admit I want both. Freedom, and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Okay. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast.	0
	Honestly, weekends only means, casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Not gonna lie, TBH. So, uh, weekends only means, casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk, with vibes. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Low -key? Real talk. Gold medal in condescension today. Okay. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast. Maybe. Real talk, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Not gonna lie, I don't know. I don't know.	0
	Real talk, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Wait's judging me from the rack. Rude. I mean, low -key. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Not gonna lie. I don't know.	0
	Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Maybe. I guess. If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I -I mean, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Um, I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it.	0
	Not gonna lie, TBH. Okay, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Wait's judging me from the rack? Rude. High -key, I guess. Maybe. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. For real. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me? 20 minutes. Breathe.	0
	Repeat. Marathons start with steps. Right? Gold medal in condescension today? Chapter 3. Fitness. Spiral. Yeah. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. Ugh. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Sorta. Real talk?	0
	Please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Not gonna lie. Low -key. No, like, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. I guess. Yeah, yeah, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.	0
	Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Right, so, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Okay. Love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. Anyway, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. I mean, I can admit I want both.	0
	Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. So, uh, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Sorta. Y -yeah. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Low -key. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside.	0
	Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Okay, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop -up. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real? When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm. Right, so, future me filed a complaint with HR.	0
	Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Huh. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Probably? Maybe? Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it.	0
	Look, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. No, like, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude! Um, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours.	0
	Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real. Kinda. Real talk, please enlighten me more about my life from the outside. The treadmill looked at me like you again? Honestly? Huh. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no.	0
	I guess. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Right. So, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. Not gonna lie.	0
	No, like, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster way too fast.	0
	Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Yeah. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. I don't know. I guess. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. I guess. High key. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.	0
	Weights judging me from the rack? Rude? No. Like, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Low key. Look, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Sorta. Love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm.	0
	Chapter 4. Fitness. Setup. Look, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Uh, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Real talk, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch.	0
	Honestly, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Right, so, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. I guess, I mean, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real.	0
	No, like 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Kinda low -key. Anyway, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?	0
	Maybe, I guess. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. High -key, like, high -key. I, I mean, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. Anyway, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices, I guess. Right, so, sometimes I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Gold medal and condescension today? Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Look, one later night the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep.	0
	Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I guess. Okay, one later night the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep? Okay, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. I don't know. I mean, I don't know. Look, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.	0
	Wait's judging me from the rack, rude. Not gonna lie, real talk, if I blow it, I'll repair it, own it, not hide it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Maybe, I don't know. Y -yeah, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. I mean, um, I've survived messes before.	0
	Maybe I can handle small changes now. Wait's judging me from the rack, rude. Low -key, TBH. Honestly, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it, both can be true. Kinda. Anyway, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk, with vibes.	0
	I mean, I mean, um, when I mess up, I spiral in to see you're a disaster way too fast. I guess. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Chapter 5. Fitness. This time, for sure. Okay. Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Hmm.	0
	I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Probably, not gonna lie, high -key? I mean, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? I don't know. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. TBH!	0
	So, uh, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. The treadmill looked at me like, you, again? For real, probably, I guess. Shit. Right, so, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute.	0
	Honestly, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Fucking hell. You say simple and I hear, stop being human. Honestly, love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. For real? Yeah, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am.	0
	Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Not gonna lie, sorta. One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside.	0
	No, like, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Not gonna lie. Real talk, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. You say simple and I hear, stop being human. Sorta. I don't know. My to -do list is basically a hydra.	0
	Cut one item, three more pop up. Sorta? Huh. I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Shit, yeah. Real talk, when I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.	0
	Honestly, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says, no. Not gonna lie, um, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says, no. Kinda. Um, I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it.	0
	Kinda, kinda. No, like, you say simple, and I hear, stop, being human. Weights judging me from the rack, rude. I don't know. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something fucking treadmill. Anyway, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.	0
	Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. High key. I mean, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. Honestly, high key. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Right, so, when I mess up, I spiral into see, you're a disaster. Way too fast. Warm ups that make me question my life choices.	0
	Huh, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. I guess. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it.	0
	Gold medal in condescension today? Yeah. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster. Way too fast. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Honestly, fucking disaster. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. Huh. It's loud in my head. Like, tabs on tabs.	0
	No one sees it, but it's there. Warm ups that make me question my life choices? Anyway, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. Probably. Chapter 6. Fitness. Tiny wins.	0
	Look. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Waits. Judging me from the rack, rude. Not gonna lie, sorta. I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. I guess. I mean, I don't know. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit.	0
	When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Microwinds count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Shit. Yeah. I mean, I can admit I want both. Freedom and knot wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Heh. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Low -key? Ugh.	0
	Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Honestly, low -key. Honestly, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Heh. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Low -key. Anyway, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming.	0
	Honestly. TBH? Okay. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? TBH? Micro -wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Fucking treadmill. So, uh, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow.	0
	Wild, I know. Like! I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Heike? Real talk, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.	0
	Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. I don't know. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? For real? I don't know. Probably. Huh. Micro -wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes, maybe. Right.	0
	So, I want to be trusted and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Um, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Honestly? No, like, I told my brain to focus, my brain replied, lol, cute. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes.	0
	Low -key. Honestly, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am, question mark. Okay, I told my brain to focus, my brain replied, lol, cute. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. I guess. Fucking hell. Sure, tell me how every responsible person does it.	0
	I'll wait. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. Gold medal in condescension today? Like, not gonna lie. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. The treadmill looked at me like you again? No, like 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? For real. Like, not gonna lie.	0
	Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm. Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong.	0
	Like, sorta, low -key, I don't know, you say simple, and I hear stop being human. Not gonna lie, low -key, for real. Anyway, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. I don't know. Right, so, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up?	0
	Real talk, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Fucking mess. Honestly, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right?	0
	Like, so, uh, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Honestly, kinda. Um, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Probably. Low key. I mean, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me.	0
	One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Um, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. I don't know. Y -yeah, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it.	0
	The treadmill looked at me like, you again? For real, I guess. Maybe. Shit again. Chapter 7. Fitness. Setup. No, like, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Low -key. I don't know, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. Kinda.	0
	Look, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Maybe. Shit. Huh. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. Honestly. Look, I tried Just Be Chill and accidentally unlocked Chill But Wired at 2 a .m.	0
	I don't know. Right. So, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. High key, high key. I tried Just Be Chill and accidentally unlocked Chill But Wired at 2 a .m. To be on this? Yeah, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow.	0
	Wild, I know. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. TBH, not gonna lie. 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? For real? Fucking hell. I mean, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish.	0
	Right, so, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Not gonna lie. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. TBH, for real? Honestly, sometimes I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. I don't know.	0
	Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Okay, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Ugh, warm -ups that make me question my life choices. For real? I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Sorta. Real talk? It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.	0
	Low -key? Um, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. I don't know. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. No, like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like, my chest loosens a bit. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?	0
	Not gonna lie, yeah, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Fucking mess. Chapter 8. Fitness. Plot twist. Ugh. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Kinda, not gonna lie.	0
	I mean, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. Like, look, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. TBH! One later night, the rest on time? That's a deal I can keep. Okay, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Sorta.	0
	Real talk, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I guess, high key, like, no.	0
	Like, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Like, shit. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I mean, I don't know. Yeah. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Anyway, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Not gonna lie, kinda. I want to be trusted. And I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm.	0
	I don't know, one later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Sorta. I don't know, TBH. Honestly, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Maybe, I guess, not gonna lie?	0
	Anyway, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? The treadmill looked at me like, you again? One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Fucking hell. No, like, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.	0
	Like, not gonna lie, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Kinda. Look, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Honestly, kinda, sorta? Huh. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.	0
	Weights judging me from the rack, rude. Like, low -key. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. I tried just be chill, and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices?	0
	Okay, when I mess up, I spiral into C, you're a disaster way too fast. Right, so, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. TBH? One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Real talk, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it.	0
	Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda? Honestly, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, you say simple and I hear stop being human. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Maybe. Look, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. I don't know. Kinda.	0
	Fucking treadmill. Real talk, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. I mean, I don't know. I mean, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Yeah, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know.	0
	The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.	0
	I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. No, like, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Shit. Chapter 9. Fitness. Try again. Right.	0
	So, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Honestly. I don't know. One later night, the rest on time? That's a deal I can keep. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? Like, maybe? Okay, love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm.	0
	Honestly, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? I guess. Anyway, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? Okay, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute. Stretching.	0
	Where I discover new ways my body says, no. High key, I mean, kinda. Huh. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Sorta. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. For real! Fucking hell. 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Real talk.	0
	My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. I don't know. TBH. I don't know. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Low key. Probably. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Yeah. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Maybe.	0
	Okay. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Stretching. Where, I discover new ways my body says no. TB hats, I tried, just be chill. And, accidentally unlocked, chill, but wired, at 2am. Honestly, um, gold medal in condescension today. I don't know.	0

Dude. Okay. Deep breath. This is me. Stumbling through fitness with a mix of I got this and do I though? Chapter one. Fitness. Set up. Real talk. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda, I mean. Right. So.

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I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. I don't know. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Kinda. I don't know. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Huh. Gold medal and condescension today?

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I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. I don't know. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. I guess, high key. Honestly, sometimes I feel like a walking apology. Even when I did nothing wrong. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda.

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Probably. Uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. Right. So. You say simple, and I hear, stop being human. Wait. Judging me from the rack. Rude. For real. Huh. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Sorta? Anyway. I want to be trusted. And I'm scared I'll blow it. But both can be true. I don't know. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Huh. It's loud in my head. Like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Stretching.

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Where I discover new ways, my body says, No. Like, Um. Micro -winds count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. The treadmill looked at me like, You again? I don't know. Real talk. 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.

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Low -key, uh, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. The treadmill looked at me like, You again? I don't know. I mean, If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. I don't know. Maybe. Like so. Uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Stretching.

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Where I discover new ways my body says, No. Not gonna lie. Honestly? High -key? When I mess up, I spiral into, See, you're a disaster. Way too fast. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. No. Like, When I mess up, I spiral into, See, You're a disaster. Way too fast. The treadmill looked at me like, You again?

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For real. I mean, I guess. Yeah. I tried, Just be chill. And accidentally unlocked, Chill, But wired at 2am. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. When I give myself an inch of grace, My brain stops screaming. One later night, The rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Um, 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps.

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Right? Mmm. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. I mean... So, uh, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. Maybe.

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Anyway, If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. Anyway, micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Honestly, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild. I know. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude.

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Kinda. Uh, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item. Three more pop up. Weights judging me from the rack. Rude. Honestly, not gonna lie. High key? Um, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. For real. Kinda, I guess. Right. So, one later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. High key?

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Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Ahem. Chapter 2. Fitness. Plot twist. Uh, micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. I guess. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? Ugh. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? Not gonna lie, low -key. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?

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Honestly? Sorta. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Real talk, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I guess. I guess. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. For real, for real, I guess.

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I mean, um, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Low -key, sorta for real. You say simple, and I hear, stop! Being human! Kinda? Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Real talk. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.

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Right, so... I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? You say simple, and I hear, stop being human. Weights, judging me from the rack? Rude. I've survived messes before, maybe I can handle small changes now. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours.

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Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda? But real talk, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, honestly, honestly. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes?

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Um, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now? One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. No, like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like my chest loosens a bit.

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Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Honestly, love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. One later night, one later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Um, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.

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Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Not gonna lie. Look, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Maybe. You say simple, and I hear, stop being human!

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Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Sorta. I can admit I want both. Freedom, and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Okay. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast.

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Honestly, weekends only means, casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Not gonna lie, TBH. So, uh, weekends only means, casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk, with vibes. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Low -key? Real talk. Gold medal in condescension today. Okay. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast. Maybe. Real talk, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Not gonna lie, I don't know. I don't know.

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Real talk, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Wait's judging me from the rack. Rude. I mean, low -key. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Not gonna lie. I don't know.

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Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Maybe. I guess. If you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I -I mean, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Um, I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it.

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Not gonna lie, TBH. Okay, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Wait's judging me from the rack? Rude. High -key, I guess. Maybe. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. For real. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me? 20 minutes. Breathe.

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Repeat. Marathons start with steps. Right? Gold medal in condescension today? Chapter 3. Fitness. Spiral. Yeah. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. Ugh. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Sorta. Real talk?

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Please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Not gonna lie. Low -key. No, like, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. I guess. Yeah, yeah, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.

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Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Right, so, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Okay. Love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. Anyway, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. I mean, I can admit I want both.

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Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. So, uh, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Sorta. Y -yeah. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Low -key. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside.

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Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Okay, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop -up. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real? When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm. Right, so, future me filed a complaint with HR.

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Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Huh. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Probably? Maybe? Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it.

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Look, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. No, like, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude! Um, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours.

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Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real. Kinda. Real talk, please enlighten me more about my life from the outside. The treadmill looked at me like you again? Honestly? Huh. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no.

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I guess. I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Right. So, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. Not gonna lie.

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No, like, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster way too fast.

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Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Yeah. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Weights judging me from the rack? Rude. I don't know. I guess. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. I guess. High key. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.

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Weights judging me from the rack? Rude? No. Like, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Low key. Look, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Sorta. Love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm.

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Chapter 4. Fitness. Setup. Look, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Uh, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Real talk, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch.

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Honestly, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Right, so, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. I guess, I mean, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real.

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No, like 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like my chest loosens a bit. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Kinda low -key. Anyway, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?

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Maybe, I guess. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. High -key, like, high -key. I, I mean, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. Anyway, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices, I guess. Right, so, sometimes I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Gold medal and condescension today? Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Look, one later night the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep.

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Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I guess. Okay, one later night the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep? Okay, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. I don't know. I mean, I don't know. Look, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait.

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Wait's judging me from the rack, rude. Not gonna lie, real talk, if I blow it, I'll repair it, own it, not hide it. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Maybe, I don't know. Y -yeah, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. I mean, um, I've survived messes before.

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Maybe I can handle small changes now. Wait's judging me from the rack, rude. Low -key, TBH. Honestly, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it, both can be true. Kinda. Anyway, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk, with vibes.

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I mean, I mean, um, when I mess up, I spiral in to see you're a disaster way too fast. I guess. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Chapter 5. Fitness. This time, for sure. Okay. Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Hmm.

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I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Probably, not gonna lie, high -key? I mean, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? I don't know. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. TBH!

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So, uh, every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. The treadmill looked at me like, you, again? For real, probably, I guess. Shit. Right, so, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute.

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Honestly, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Fucking hell. You say simple and I hear, stop being human. Honestly, love that for me. Said with zero enthusiasm. For real? Yeah, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am.

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Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Not gonna lie, sorta. One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside.

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No, like, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Not gonna lie. Real talk, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. You say simple and I hear, stop being human. Sorta. I don't know. My to -do list is basically a hydra.

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Cut one item, three more pop up. Sorta? Huh. I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Shit, yeah. Real talk, when I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster, way too fast. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.

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Honestly, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says, no. Not gonna lie, um, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says, no. Kinda. Um, I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it.

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Kinda, kinda. No, like, you say simple, and I hear, stop, being human. Weights judging me from the rack, rude. I don't know. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something fucking treadmill. Anyway, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.

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Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. High key. I mean, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it. Honestly, high key. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Right, so, when I mess up, I spiral into see, you're a disaster. Way too fast. Warm ups that make me question my life choices.

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Huh, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I guess. Anyway, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. I guess. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it.

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Gold medal in condescension today? Yeah. When I mess up, I spiral into, see, you're a disaster. Way too fast. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Honestly, fucking disaster. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose. Huh. It's loud in my head. Like, tabs on tabs.

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No one sees it, but it's there. Warm ups that make me question my life choices? Anyway, sure. Tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk. With vibes. Probably. Chapter 6. Fitness. Tiny wins.

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Look. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Waits. Judging me from the rack, rude. Not gonna lie, sorta. I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. I guess. I mean, I don't know. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit.

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When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Microwinds count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Shit. Yeah. I mean, I can admit I want both. Freedom and knot wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Heh. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Low -key? Ugh.

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Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Honestly, low -key. Honestly, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Heh. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Low -key. Anyway, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming.

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Honestly. TBH? Okay. If procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? TBH? Micro -wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Fucking treadmill. So, uh, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow.

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Wild, I know. Like! I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Heike? Real talk, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me.

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Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. I don't know. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? For real? I don't know. Probably. Huh. Micro -wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes, maybe. Right.

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So, I want to be trusted and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Um, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Honestly? No, like, I told my brain to focus, my brain replied, lol, cute. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes.

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Low -key. Honestly, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am, question mark. Okay, I told my brain to focus, my brain replied, lol, cute. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. I guess. Fucking hell. Sure, tell me how every responsible person does it.

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I'll wait. Waits judging me from the rack? Rude. Gold medal in condescension today? Like, not gonna lie. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. The treadmill looked at me like you again? No, like 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? For real. Like, not gonna lie.

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Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. Like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm. Sometimes, I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong.

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Like, sorta, low -key, I don't know, you say simple, and I hear stop being human. Not gonna lie, low -key, for real. Anyway, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. I don't know. Right, so, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up?

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Real talk, when I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Fucking mess. Honestly, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right?

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Like, so, uh, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Honestly, kinda. Um, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Probably. Low key. I mean, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me.

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One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Um, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. I don't know. Y -yeah, my to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it.

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The treadmill looked at me like, you again? For real, I guess. Maybe. Shit again. Chapter 7. Fitness. Setup. No, like, I keep hearing rules, and my brain just flips the nope switch. Low -key. I don't know, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. Kinda.

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Look, it's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Maybe. Shit. Huh. When I give myself an inch of grace, my brain stops screaming. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. Honestly. Look, I tried Just Be Chill and accidentally unlocked Chill But Wired at 2 a .m.

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I don't know. Right. So, please, enlighten me more about my life from the outside. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. High key, high key. I tried Just Be Chill and accidentally unlocked Chill But Wired at 2 a .m. To be on this? Yeah, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow.

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Wild, I know. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. TBH, not gonna lie. 20 minutes. Breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? For real? Fucking hell. I mean, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish.

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Right, so, sure, tell me how every responsible person does it. I'll wait. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Not gonna lie. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. TBH, for real? Honestly, sometimes I feel like a walking apology, even when I did nothing wrong. I don't know.

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Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Okay, if you corner me, I will push back. It's like gravity, dude. Ugh, warm -ups that make me question my life choices. For real? I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Sorta. Real talk? It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.

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Low -key? Um, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Weight's judging me from the rack. Rude. I don't know. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. No, like, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller, like, my chest loosens a bit. I hate that I lie to buy freedom and then feel fake about it. The treadmill looked at me like, you again?

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Not gonna lie, yeah, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Fucking mess. Chapter 8. Fitness. Plot twist. Ugh. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Kinda, not gonna lie.

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I mean, I get that you're trying to help, but the lecture voice makes me want to vanish. Like, look, future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. TBH! One later night, the rest on time? That's a deal I can keep. Okay, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Sorta.

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Real talk, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? The treadmill looked at me like, you again? I guess, high key, like, no.

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Like, I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Like, shit. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. I mean, I don't know. Yeah. My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Anyway, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Not gonna lie, kinda. I want to be trusted. And I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. Love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm.

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I don't know, one later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Sorta. I don't know, TBH. Honestly, I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them, it's also me. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. For real. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there. Stretching, where I discover new ways my body says no. Maybe, I guess, not gonna lie?

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Anyway, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? The treadmill looked at me like, you again? One later night, the rest on time, that's a deal I can keep. Fucking hell. No, like, 20 minutes, breathe, repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices.

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Like, not gonna lie, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Kinda. Look, saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. Honestly, kinda, sorta? Huh. Every time someone micromanages me, I hit the brakes on purpose.

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Weights judging me from the rack, rude. Like, low -key. I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. I tried just be chill, and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices?

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Okay, when I mess up, I spiral into C, you're a disaster way too fast. Right, so, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. TBH? One later night, the rest on time. That's a deal I can keep. Amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Real talk, if I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it. Not hide it.

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Warm -ups that make me question my life choices. Kinda? Honestly, weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Honestly, you say simple and I hear stop being human. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Maybe. Look, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know. I don't know. Kinda.

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Fucking treadmill. Real talk, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. I mean, I don't know. I mean, amazing how simple life is when it's not yours. Protein shake that tastes like melted chalk with vibes. Yeah, I can admit I want both. Freedom and not wrecking tomorrow. Wild, I know.

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The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. I'm starting to get that my pressure isn't just them. It's also me. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. It's loud in my head, like tabs on tabs. No one sees it, but it's there.

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I tried just be chill and accidentally unlocked chill but wired at 2am. Stretching. Where I discover new ways my body says no. No, like, I've survived messes before. Maybe I can handle small changes now. Micro wins count. I'll stack small stuff until it looks like something. Shit. Chapter 9. Fitness. Try again. Right.

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So, I keep hearing rules and my brain just flips the nope switch. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? Honestly. I don't know. One later night, the rest on time? That's a deal I can keep. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? Like, maybe? Okay, love that for me, said with zero enthusiasm.

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Honestly, I want to be trusted, and I'm scared I'll blow it. Both can be true. Warm -ups that make me question my life choices? I guess. Anyway, if procrastination were a sport, I'd have a jacket and a theme song. The treadmill looked at me like, you again? TBH? Okay, I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, LOL, cute. Stretching.

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Where I discover new ways my body says, no. High key, I mean, kinda. Huh. If I blow it, I'll repair it. Own it, not hide it. Sorta. Future me filed a complaint with HR. Present me is ignoring it. For real! Fucking hell. 20 minutes. Breathe. Repeat. Marathons start with steps, right? Real talk.

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My to -do list is basically a hydra. Cut one item, three more pop up. I don't know. TBH. I don't know. Weekends only means casual stays casual. I can live with that line. Low key. Probably. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Yeah. Saying it out loud makes the knot feel smaller. Like, my chest loosens a bit. Maybe.

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Okay. I told my brain to focus. My brain replied, lol, cute. Stretching. Where, I discover new ways my body says no. TB hats, I tried, just be chill. And, accidentally unlocked, chill, but wired, at 2am. Honestly, um, gold medal in condescension today. I don't know.

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