i dont wanna be a “student” i wanna be a sleep
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i dont wanna be a “student” i wanna be a sleep
“I’ve stopped myself from expecting anything from anyone,” it’s that sort of vast statement that isn’t said for the room to hear, but rather, the contentment which comes with being able to say it. Salome’s hand dangles off the end of someone’s queen-sized mattress. Their forehead is pounding, fingers trembling in the slightest, as if a dog had seen a ghost. It’s a comfortable buzzed, right on the brink of being totally braindead. “For now, at least. Do you? Have expectations, I mean. For strangers, or lovers, or friends… Or, even, me,” a cough, knocking ash onto the sheets. Shit. They aren’t sure who sleeps here every night, but they’re lucky. It’s decent. An opaque, pale cloud rises up in the air, lips flattening out to chase the butt of a cheapish menthol. Bridge of their nose scrunches up in distaste, but they keep smoking just the same. “I heard that it holds you back from enlightenment. I think it’s important to pursue that kind of… Consciousness, you understand? I’m love, I’m the void, I’m here in eternal time and space, dancing, happy with nothingness. Do you follow?” @radopens
he needed a break from the makeshift dance floor that had taken over the living room, strands of hair were plastered to his forehead thanks to the sweat. jesse needed a break. and a bathroom break. it was after that when he stumbled into the bedroom, gaze falling onto the familiar face as a grin spread onto his features. he dramatically hurled himself onto the bed with a bounce, grabbing one of the spare pillows and curling against it. jesse was always a bit of an attention whore, constantly seeking attention and a drunken cuddle with a pillow seemed to radiant enough warmth for the moment. “i 10000% don’t follow.” their thoughts were too much of his blissful mind to comprehend, rolling onto his stomach as he looked at them. jesse had never been the smartest tool in the shed. was that the saying? he didn’t even know. “are you saying like...don’t give a fuck what others think...but like...poetically?” he offered with the cock of his brow, “i think you’re too smart for me.”