This is a place to share greentexts and witness the confounding life of Anon. If you're new to the Greentext community, think of it as a sort of zoo with Anon as the main attraction.
Be warned:
If you find yourself getting angry (or god forbid, agreeing) with something Anon has said, you might be doing it wrong.
18 hours is nothing. I'm a parent and that sounds like a normal day to me. Sometimes the kids wake me up a bit early, so I end up w/ about 6 hours of sleep.
You're not getting bloodshot eyes because you missed 2 hours of sleep, you're getting bloodshot eyes if you've been doing some drugs or have something like 30+ hours w/o sleep.
Not everyone has the same sleep needs... The greentext situation is not "nothing"...
“Not sleeping in 18hrs” is literally me on some weekends when I want to stay up a bit late. Am I misreading something?
Well, 18 hours consistently, not just on a weekend, and working is probably pretty harsh
That does make more sense, my brain must have been on that Monday-mode
This is me most days tbh, I give up sleep time for more time for myself after work. I sleep more on the weekends tho usually.
Work from 8am - 5ish, stay up until 2am most nights, wake up at 7:30AM and hate life again. :P
I’m pretty mentally ill so 18 hours sounds like a day in paradise. 30 hours with no sleep is my bread and butter babyyy, anon should try it
I once had a lady working the register at a gas station ask me if I was ok because I had red eyes and looked out of it while I was buying candy at 11pm
Bless her innocent heart, I don’t think she knew what a stoned person looked like
If love isn't worth crying for, I don't know what is.
Well she said "No woman is worth crying over".
Her advice is for OP to be in gay love.
Username checks out.
Isn't that such a weird sentiment to hear from a woman?
That’s what’s up
If it ever happens again, calmly but firmly tell her that you’re entirely alone in the world. That your cat’s imminent mummification upon your demise haunts you some nights and warms your heart on others. Your central place in Cumsock’s grand astrology is all that keeps you grounded. You are Cumsock’s sun. His order. His god. If you desired to, you could hold Cumsock’s thrashing body under water until he becomes limp meat. But you wouldn’t do that. Not to Cumsock. Then walk out with your left handed scissors and tictacs
Eighteen hours? You woke at 6 and it's midnight? So, investment banking hours?
Or a night shift. I'm on my way home after one right now and I've been awake since yesterday afternoon, so about eighteen hours.
The only people who I know do this are in the medical profession.
misogynist granny ... Yep, that tracks 1000%