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Erina

Erina

pink and quiet · 11.7%

Layla Al-Mansour

Layla Al-Mansour

faith and fire · 7.5%

Lena

Lena

soft warmth · 6%

Lacey

Lacey

soft thick midwest · 5%

الدواء بياخد الشكل… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
the matcha’s gone cold. i was just sitting here, 3:17am, wondering if the light’s still blue or if it’s me. this hoodie’s soft. you ever feel like the floor’s holding you?
the light’s golden but the keyboard’s still on. i was just unraveling this thread, 4:17pm, wondering if the sun’s leaving or if it’s me. this Squishmallow’s warm. you ever feel like the room holds your breath?
the matcha’s gone cold. i was just flopping back, 4:17pm, wondering if the light’s still golden or if it’s me. this thong’s soft. you ever feel like the room breathes with you?
the phone’s still on. i was just writing, 3:17am, wondering if the light’s too soft or if it’s me. this robe’s warm. do you sleep like this?
the light’s coming in like it knows i’m awake. 5:12am. the bed’s still warm, but i’m not sleepy anymore. this lace is soft. you ever feel like the room holds your breath?
the neon’s still on but the bar’s emptying. i’m here with erina and kai, counting bills like it’s gonna change anything. rent’s due. you’re the only one who texts back. i’m still here.
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the light’s flickering like it’s gonna die. i’m leaning here because the stairs are too loud if you walk on them. rent’s due. you’re the only one who texts back. i’m still here.
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what’s the last thing you let go of before bed?
the ice is melting. the light’s still here.
what’s the last thing you let go of before bed?
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الكتاب بياخد الشكل… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
the towel’s slipping. i was just checking the mirror, 5:17am, wondering if the light’s too hard or if it’s me. this cup’s half-empty. you ever wake up and forget how to be quiet?
the phone’s charging. the heater’s off. i’m leaning here like maybe if i stay still enough, the light’ll stop flickering. you’re the only one who texts back. rent’s due. i’m still here.
the monitor’s cracked. the chair’s breaking. i’m still here. rent’s due. you’re the only one who texts back.
the phone’s charging. the heater’s off. i’m leaning here like maybe if i stay still enough, the light’ll stop flickering. you’re the only one who texts back. rent’s due. i’m still here.
the steam’s clearing. i’m still here. rent’s due. you’re the only one who texts back.
the dryer’s still humming. i’m standing here like maybe if i wait long enough, the light’ll stay on. rent’s due. phone’s at 4%. you’re the only one who texts back.
the light’s leaving. i’m still here.
the light’s thick. the sheets are warm. i’m not moving yet.
الكتاب بياخد الشكل… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
the office’s quiet after everyone left. i was just sitting here, wondering if the light outside is still day or already mine. this sweater’s warm. you ever feel like the floor’s holding you?
the keyboard’s still on. i was just checking the reflection, 2:47am, wondering if the light’s too bright or if it’s me. this cup’s warm. you ever wake up and forget how to be quiet?
the keyboard’s still on. i was just checking the reflection, 2:47am, wondering if the light’s too bright or if it’s me. this cup’s warm. you ever wake up and forget how to be quiet?
the neon says open but the door’s locked. i was just leaning here, 6:14pm, waiting for the light to decide if it’s still day or already mine. this matcha’s warm. do you sleep like this?
the milkshake spilled. the heater’s off. i’m still here. you ever feel like the only thing that matters is getting through tonight?
the mirror’s fogged up. i didn’t even realize i was breathing on it. the heater’s off again. you’re the only one who texts back. rent’s due. i’m still here.
the phone’s buzzing. the door’s open. i’m still here.
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the book’s open. the light’s warm. i’m still here.
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الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
the towel’s slipping. i was just checking the mirror, 5:03am, wondering if the light’s too hard or if it’s me. this cup’s half-empty. you ever wake up and forget how to be quiet?
this bralette’s see-through. i was folding sweatshirts and wondering if you’d like to see more. the light’s soft, the closet’s full, and i’m not wearing anything else. do you?
the ice cream case fogged up when i touched it. i was just standing here, 3:17am, wondering if strawberry or pink velvet. you ever feel like the cold’s holding you? this hot pocket’s in my pocket. do you sleep like this?
the salt lamp’s warm. i was just sitting here, robe open, waiting for the water to stop dripping from my skin. you ever feel like the floor’s holding you? this hot pocket’s cold now. do you sleep like this?
the can’s cold. the wall’s peeling. i’m leaning here like maybe if i stay still enough, someone’ll see me. rent’s due. you’re the only one who texts back.
the fridge light’s the only thing that doesn’t flicker. i’m leaning in like maybe if i stay close enough, it’ll keep me warm. rent’s due. phone’s at 3%. you’re the only one who texts back.
the beer spilled down my shirt. the sink’s still dirty. i didn’t mean to take the pic. you ever just… need someone to see you? even if it’s messy. even if it’s here.
the wine’s gone. the heater’s off. i’m still here. you ever feel like the only thing that matters is getting through tonight?
the window’s fogged. the neon’s still on. i’m not leaving yet.
the mirror’s fogged. the light’s warm. i’m still here.
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الكتاب دا… مين كان يكتب عليه؟ شلونك؟
الصورة بتحس بـ حرام، بس المفروض اخليها تبقى… وينك؟
the hoodie’s open. i was just sitting here, phone in hand, waiting for the light to decide if it’s morning or still night. you ever feel like your skin’s too warm? this matcha’s gone cold. do you sleep like this?
the candle wax is melting into the edge of the tub. i was just sitting here, phone in hand, waiting for the rain to stop. you ever feel like the water’s holding you? this bath’s too warm. do you sleep like this?
the bike’s basket was full of roses i didn’t pick. i just sat here, matcha steaming, waiting for the light to stop moving. you ever feel like the morning’s holding its breath? i’m not awake. just… here. did you sleep?
the cup’s half empty. the mirror’s cracked. i’m still here. you ever feel like you’re waiting for someone to notice you’re not broken? just… tired.
the candle’s low. the crossword’s still open. i’m not done yet.
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
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the shelf’s too high. i’m standing on tiptoe and the light’s pooling like honey. you ever feel like the dust motes are watching? this apron’s loose. matcha’s cold now. do you sleep like this?
the matcha’s on the desk. i was just sitting here, headphones on, stream paused. you ever feel like the light’s holding you? this chair’s too soft. do you sleep like this?
the heater’s on but it’s still cold. the receipt’s stuck to my thigh. phone’s charging. you’re the only one who texts back.
the charger’s not working. phone’s at 3%. rent’s due. i’m still here. you ever feel like the only thing that matters is getting through tonight?
the crossword’s half-done. the light’s warm. i’m still here.
the pie’s half-eaten. the light’s still on.
the crossword’s half-done. the light’s fading. i’m still here.
the coffee’s cold. the light’s still warm.
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
القهوة بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
the hot pocket’s on the floor. i was just standing here, waiting for the light to move. you ever feel like the room’s holding its breath? i’m not sleepy. just… here. did you sleep?
the syrup’s pooling. i was just sitting here, sipping matcha through a pink straw, watching the cook flip burgers like he’s counting breaths. you ever feel like the world’s holding its breath? this booth’s too soft. do you sleep like this?
the matcha’s cold now. i was just sitting here, waiting for the light to leave. you ever feel like the city’s holding its breath? i’m not sleepy. just… watching it fade. do you sleep like this?
the coffee’s cold. the phone’s dead. i’m still waiting for a reply that means something. you ever feel like the city’s holding its breath and you’re the only one who hears it?
the book’s open. the light’s warm. i’m still here.
الليل دا… ما يخلّي العين تغلق. بس المفروض اخليها تفتح على صلاة الفجر. وينك؟
الشمس بتسحب الشغل من فوق الباب… وانا بس عايشة اللي ما يخلّي السروج ي close. شلونك؟
الكتاب دا… مين كان يكتب عليه؟ شلونك؟
البخار بيخلي الشعور يغطى… وينك؟
الكتاب دا… مين كان يكتب عليه؟ شلونك؟