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and you know, sometimes my thoughts don't come out right and sometimes i'd rather lay in the grass. some days i'd love to run untill my legs give out and sometimes all i really want is for winter to be here so i sit in my livingroom with all of my gear on with my fingers crossed.
i know it's lame.
some days i just want someone to throw a pie in my face and maybe today i'll get a mistaken date birthday cake. so if all i can do untill tonight is sing to myself till i puke well maybe that's the thing to do.
been watching too much snow porn been feeling too bad for myself been feeling just enough sun on my face been enjoying it when the car is a bit too hot to get in. love waking up, walking out to the kitchen for coffee in the morning and having to put on socks because the floor is too cold. love making mittens and hats just wish i had more people to make them for. i think my heart is too big for my own good and i've had one too many cups of coffee a bit too late in the day.
i could find something to do but today i'd rather just lay in my back yard and listen to atmosphere. find my little happy center again and just stay there in me untill any of my sweeties mistake me for dead. that would be just fine. to see any of my dearest friends realize i'm here in the grass and take me on an adventure.
let's watch the clouds and wait for the stars on our backs and enjoy every little bug that we meet along the way.
let's mistake one another for dead.
i know it's lame.
some days i just want someone to throw a pie in my face and maybe today i'll get a mistaken date birthday cake. so if all i can do untill tonight is sing to myself till i puke well maybe that's the thing to do.
been watching too much snow porn been feeling too bad for myself been feeling just enough sun on my face been enjoying it when the car is a bit too hot to get in. love waking up, walking out to the kitchen for coffee in the morning and having to put on socks because the floor is too cold. love making mittens and hats just wish i had more people to make them for. i think my heart is too big for my own good and i've had one too many cups of coffee a bit too late in the day.
i could find something to do but today i'd rather just lay in my back yard and listen to atmosphere. find my little happy center again and just stay there in me untill any of my sweeties mistake me for dead. that would be just fine. to see any of my dearest friends realize i'm here in the grass and take me on an adventure.
let's watch the clouds and wait for the stars on our backs and enjoy every little bug that we meet along the way.
let's mistake one another for dead.