but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my
silmarillion, my tempelos
Better Lift
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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.
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