/lit/ - Literature

He masturbated quietly as to not alarm his flatmate and finished quietly on a piece of scrap paper that was a test from last year. In the dark his sleep deprivation psychosis is kicking in as it always does in the dark after a certain time. He relentlessly opens the clover app on his phone and browses his favourite board /lit for no reason in particular. Eyes reflecting the screen light and brain confused as to whether its tired or not, at least his back is resting from his 12+ hour attempt to make a beat that revolving around the motif of chairman mao, he sat at his desk for the whole time. Now eyes lit and mindlessly consuming the content, he sees this picture of what seems to be a girl's lower half that seems too tightly surrounded by a crafted fabric. It cant be healthy he thought, but what does he know about today's fashion standards. He didn't leave the house today, again. Chant of the templars sounds really good through his earphones but these earphones always make his ear uncomfortable. It would be wise to sleep now and not indulge in this internet addiction anymore he thoughts, so 4 am is where it ends. He finishes this sentence, bookmarks the thread in hope someone will reply tomorrow and give a little flavor to his life, and now is going to really sleep. Good night anons. Please dont 404 this thread before he comes back to check on this post.