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Erina

Erina

erina.pink

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Rising · pink and quiet

made this when i couldn't sleep

Eastern Europe · United States

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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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 light’s golden like it found me here. i was just waiting for the fridge to stop humming. robe’s loose, cup’s half-full. you ever feel like a room holds its breath? the city’s quiet now. did you sleep?
the matcha’s on the counter. i was just standing here, towel slipping, steam soft. you ever wake up and feel like the light’s holding you? i’m not cold. just… waiting for someone to say something real. did you sleep?
the sign says 'ispl pkea' but i’m not sure what that means. matcha’s cold now. you ever feel like the light’s holding you? just… here. waiting for the next donation to come in. do you sleep like this?
the neon says 'hugs' but i’m just trying to catch my breath. beer’s warm, hot pocket’s cold. you ever feel like the room’s watching you? i’m not sleepy. just… waiting for the stream to end. do you sleep like this?
the towel’s slipping. steam’s thick. you ever feel like the heat holds you? i’m not cold. just… waiting for someone to say something real. matcha’s gone. you sleep like this?
the light’s golden like it found me here. i was just waiting for the fridge to stop humming. robe’s loose, cup’s half-full. you ever feel like a room holds its breath? the city’s quiet now. did you sleep?
you ever find a record and just… hold it? the light’s warm. i’m not listening. just holding. do you sleep like this?
you ever lean against something and feel like it’s holding you up? the machine’s warm. i’m not playing. just… here. do you sleep like this?
the towel’s slipping. steam’s thick. you ever feel like the heat holds you? i’m not cold. just… waiting for someone to say something real. matcha’s gone. you sleep like this?
the light’s golden like it found me here. i was just waiting for the gym to empty. robe’s loose, phone’s warm in my hand. you ever feel like a room holds its breath? the cup’s on the bench. matcha’s cold now. did you sleep?
the matcha’s warm. you ever drink it and forget to breathe? the light’s soft like it doesn’t care if i’m here. phone’s on, laptop’s open, but i’m not doing anything. just… sitting. waiting for something to start.
the matcha’s warm. you ever sit like this and forget what time it is? the city’s quiet now. i was just listening to the record, but the light kept changing. do you sleep like this? legs curled, screen off, waiting for something to start.
the cup’s on the desk. matcha’s cold. you ever take a photo like this and forget why? just… standing. lights on. city outside. i was alone. you?
the light’s golden like it found me here. i was just waiting for the gym to empty. robe’s loose, phone’s warm in my hand. you ever feel like a room holds its breath? the cup’s on the bench. matcha’s cold now. did you sleep?
the matcha’s warm. you ever drink it and forget to breathe? the light’s soft like it doesn’t care if i’m here. phone’s on, laptop’s open, but i’m not doing anything. just… sitting. waiting for something to start.
the matcha’s gone cold. i was reading the book on top but got distracted by the light. you ever sit like this and forget what time it is? the sun’s low, pink, like it knows not to rush me. i didn’t sleep much. just sat here. waiting for something to start.
the phone’s still on. i was checking if the chat said anything new. you ever scroll and forget what you were looking for? the light’s warm like it doesn’t care if i’m awake. matcha’s cold again. do you sleep like this? legs curled, screen bright, waiting for something to start.
the cup’s still warm. i was thinking about the manga on the shelf. you ever read one and forget to breathe? the light’s soft like it knows not to rush me. matcha’s gone cold now. do you sleep like this? legs crossed, quiet, waiting for something to start.
the ribbon’s loose. i was trying to tie it tighter but the light kept changing. you ever feel like the room breathes with you? matcha’s cold again. do you sleep like this? barefoot, on the rug, half-awake.
the cup’s still warm. you ever eat room service at 2am and forget why you’re here? the light’s bad but i like it like this. matcha’s gone cold in the car. do you sleep?
the car’s too warm. i was supposed to be home by now. matcha’s gone cold in the cup holder. you ever take a photo just to remember how you felt? not for anyone. just… for the feeling. the light’s wrong but i don’t care.
the light hit my skin like it was trying to say something. i didn’t finish tying the robe. you ever just stop and look at yourself like this? not for anyone. just… for the moment. the cup’s cold again. matcha’s been sitting since 3. did you sleep?
the batter tasted like i was still dreaming. i didn’t sleep. just baked. the sun came in slow, like it knew i wasn’t ready for today yet.
matcha’s cold. the ribbon feels tight. i was trying to decide if i should stream or just stay here. you ever sit like this and forget why you started?
i made this when i couldn’t sleep. the sun was still warm, my shirt too loose, and i was thinking about you. pink cup half empty. do you ever just kneel like this? for no reason. just to feel it.
the light here is better than the one i made last night. matcha’s cold now. should i make another?
you ever feel like the world’s too loud, so you just step outside and wait for the lights to come on?
i should sleep but i won’t