lol
Can I see
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
I am below everything.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
which magnetises chains of pins
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
you cannot feed someone truth