Wide, wide awake.
Found a synthwave version of the song now lol. I hope I never tire of you. Feels like I'm riding a sine wave of lil beads of light a la Einstein.
In the middle of the night, with my room really cold, in the midst of reading random conversations, with the impending doom of my periods looming and a whole lot of chess, all I end up wondering about is just that one thing.
I sometimes wish I wasn't so shy inside. But I don't know who else to be.
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