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remember, a couple of weeks ago? tdc floating on fluffy pink clouds? well, the source of those is once again speaking to me strangely enough. I can not say that I have even the slightest glimmer of understanding into her behaviour.
Still, against my better judgement I am once again well and truly caught. This girl talks to me of plays, poetry and getting lost in madrid. She talks to me of vague actors of which I've never heard; of books she wants me to read. She poo-poo's my angst, making it bite me before it scuttles off into a dark corner in my mind. She swears at me for not wearing a protective helmet while out on my mtb, then dares me to come up with an explaination for why I don't. She has large blue/grey eyes today, like the sky. I watch the sun cause the trees to reflect in them, until she hides them behind sooty lashes.
oh god. someone get me a pint please
Still, against my better judgement I am once again well and truly caught. This girl talks to me of plays, poetry and getting lost in madrid. She talks to me of vague actors of which I've never heard; of books she wants me to read. She poo-poo's my angst, making it bite me before it scuttles off into a dark corner in my mind. She swears at me for not wearing a protective helmet while out on my mtb, then dares me to come up with an explaination for why I don't. She has large blue/grey eyes today, like the sky. I watch the sun cause the trees to reflect in them, until she hides them behind sooty lashes.
oh god. someone get me a pint please
