The more I get to know you, the more I fall for you or your mind..
The beautiful words that you write, the amazing art that you make just show what a messed up mind you have and I love it. I love your mess. I love the way you do little things just to make others happy. I love how you know that you are the best version of yourself…
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to be your kind of girl, but one thing I know is, I have a crush on you. A crush on your mind.
[Picture stolen from Yaser Khan aka The Mad Typist.]
Thoughts become things. 
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