one of my best friends can best be described as corn bread with honey butter and a puppy while another friend of mine is a mix of summer, a chocolate lab puppy and a car left out in the sun.
in my journal, i wrote that sometimes i feel like a cassette tape left out in the rain
when people play music, i hear the travels of a frail paper airplane over new york apartments or eating ice cream with strangers wearing sunglasses.
my emotions make for pretty intense background music but everyone around can hear it.
i'm convinced that in a past life, i was a dancer.
if you squint just right, we all look the same.
if you squint just right, we all look the same.
ReplyDeletei love how random this sounds but even though it's mismatch, it's all beautiful and poetic and that amazing *snaps*
cassette tapes in the rain
ReplyDelete"when people play music, i hear the travels of a frail paper airplane over new york apartments or eating ice cream with strangers wearing sunglasses." perfectly describes why I'm addicted to music
ReplyDelete"my emotions make for pretty intense background music but everyone around can hear it."
ReplyDelete"If you squint just right, we all look the same"
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