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She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.

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  • Saturday, October 20, 2007 7:06 PM

    they say we're crazy.

    It's the time of day when the weather is so great, all you seem to want to do is freeze it and hopefully get it well on its way to immortalization. So you put on your favorites on iTunes and sit down to write about it. But every time your fingers are close to hitting the keys on the keyboard, it curls away. You sit with legs up and think, only to come up with thoughts that make even you wonder where it could have possibly come from.

    Wiggling cold toes in warm socks is a luxury you wish upon every human person displaced everywhere.

    On a sunny day windshields make wonderful headlights for airborne individuals.

    The slow tear on the earphone plug is it's fragile lifeline.

    No one bothers to see how the street lights are doing except for the fireflies.


    Maybe the Queen of England and the Britains could have watched too many episodes of Slyvester, the cat when devising their pronunciation.

    There is this one song that is on repeat on the iTunes just because it puts a silly grin on my face.
    Even thoughts of silly squabbles and mixed thoughts don't stay long. It isn't the lyrics but the justification in the middle that is so adorable.

    There's magic in this monitor.
    It's gone into a time machine right now.
    It's gone, it's still there.
    Oh on my guitar, really? Oh, what a drag.

    There's nothing like a genuine laugh. Nothing!
    Sometimes a song with "technical difficulties" turns out to be the best there is.


    minx wrote at7:06 PM
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