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i made delicious cupcakes from scratch.
i'm in love.
everything is.
there is no order, and no one's in charge. the possibilities are endless for someone, or everyone together, or something, and i'm really actually very small. and i can imagine the universe talking to itself, and that's a precious thing to have as a refuge. i've got love and the heavens in my head, as a home for this night at least. i've got my own spaceship.
once again the walls and boxes lose their power and disappear, and all my thoughts and the things i see and the things i'll never even know i don't know are tossing ropes and threads and limbs out for one another to grab in some massive act of friendly teamwork and ohh, when things are good they can be so good.
i'm in love.
everything is.
there is no order, and no one's in charge. the possibilities are endless for someone, or everyone together, or something, and i'm really actually very small. and i can imagine the universe talking to itself, and that's a precious thing to have as a refuge. i've got love and the heavens in my head, as a home for this night at least. i've got my own spaceship.
once again the walls and boxes lose their power and disappear, and all my thoughts and the things i see and the things i'll never even know i don't know are tossing ropes and threads and limbs out for one another to grab in some massive act of friendly teamwork and ohh, when things are good they can be so good.