I can't really explain much. I wish to write it often. I slept with a hole. It wasn't pleasant. I am afraid of so many things yet I have comfort in my fears.
"Not like you"
"Hotels are out of the question"
"Skipping class again?"
Coffeeshop blues
Cold feet lonesome
Reflective misery
Resignation
Tea and cocoa
"He's cute and coming."
"What happened to the last one?"
"So you're gonna let it die?"
"Haram! You can't do that to other people."
"Give them a chance."
I know what's wrong.
For now, I'll just wither away.
For now, I'll sleep.
Sleep til dawn
noon
midday.
Sleep until I wake up
at the beginning of a new world
the end of the last
the second coming
of nearly
nothing.
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