i think my entire life in status updates. thinking one step ahead. yep yep. like this. yes yes. i like this.
words and clips and phrases stick out in odd intervals and these stay with me for days and sometimes they turn into stories or articles or ideas but usually they turn into nothing.
“darling use me.”
“give up.”
“want me.”
“darling drown me.”
thinking about people that want me but i don’t want them. thinking about people that don’t want me but i want them. thinking about people that want me and i want them but we can’t have each other. thinking about people that once wanted me but don’t anymore. thinking about people that don’t know they don’t want me and people that don’t know they do want me. thinking about people that i once wanted but don’t anymore. thinking of people that want me and i want them and not thinking of anyone.
are the fucking lyrics “darling use me” or “dead air space”? i looked it up but i’m still not sure what to believe. fuck you thom.