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You ever notice how neglect is the only thing that can turn a once-proud houseplant into a rebellious tumbleweed? I watered it once and then forgot about it for a month, and now it's out there in the living room planning its escape, like, "I'll show you, neglect!
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Neglect is the reason my car's "check engine" light has become more of a decorative feature than an urgent warning. It's like my car is saying, "Don't worry about me; I'll just quietly sputter along until I decide to surprise you with a breakdown.
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Neglect is a master illusionist. It can make a once-spotless kitchen look like a crime scene in just a matter of days. You start with good intentions, thinking, "I'll clean that up tomorrow," and suddenly, your countertop is a mysterious mosaic of forgotten spills.
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Neglect is the reason my house resembles a lost and found for misplaced items. I'll find a sock in the kitchen, car keys in the bathroom, and a remote control in the fridge. It's like my belongings are playing hide-and-seek, and neglect is the reigning champion.
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Neglect is the reason my to-do list is longer than a CVS receipt. I add tasks with the enthusiasm of a puppy chasing its tail, and then I neglect them like yesterday's news. It's a list of good intentions gathering dust.
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Neglect and I have this special bond when it comes to my gym membership. It's like a long-distance relationship – I'll think about it every now and then, but the commitment is questionable at best.
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Neglect is the magician behind the disappearing sock trick in the laundry. You start with a pair, toss them in the machine, and somehow end up with one lonely sock, wondering where its partner disappeared to. It's like laundry has a secret pact with neglect.
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Neglect is like that distant relative you only remember when they suddenly show up at your doorstep. "Oh hey, Responsibility, I almost didn't recognize you! I was just hanging out with your cool cousin, Procrastination.
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Neglect is the unsung hero of the "I'll start my diet tomorrow" anthem. Tomorrow comes, and you're still spoon-deep in a tub of ice cream, thinking, "I guess tomorrow is more of a concept than an actual day.
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