hang on to every word

by swimurmaid
Listening to: Flypside-Someday
Feeling: conflicted
I wish I didn't have to analyze everything I do and say. It just seems to make things 2 times worse. It's sunny. A good day. I just can't seem to figure it out. It's like trying to solve a math equation when you don't have the formula to do it...or a puzzel with a single piece missing.
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You should probably tell me your problems. We would then draw them out on a paper with corrulating colors. It would turn into an airplane which we would sent soaring to the moon. The moon would smile because he's lonely. (His lover, the sun, always seems distant). Your story/airplane will bring to the moon's attention how stunningly gorgeous you are. With that in mind, he will lightly kiss your forehead. It will feel as if a frosted...
(cont.)...cloud caressed your smooth skin. As we all know, a moon's touch is like an angel's guidance. You troubles will be wisked away and the only thing in you mind will be joy bursting out of your body. Happiness will radiate through you like sunshine.

-aimes-