god being the centre magnet
I am below everything.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Better Lift
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
send your tumblr
magnetises a pin
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
have you read
yeah
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
whats your name?
the site i am dreaming
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
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.
yeah
we need to be deconstructing our identities
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."