It's one of those days when I need someone to lean against.
Someone to vent my silly thoughts to. Someone who will make me think of something else. Or tell me how silly I am for thinking those things.
When the silly things are lined up, they've taken a number and are queuing to get inside. To have a play and mess things up.
For now I have to use music to lean against. Or hide in. Hide amongst.
Over and out.
Someone to vent my silly thoughts to. Someone who will make me think of something else. Or tell me how silly I am for thinking those things.
When the silly things are lined up, they've taken a number and are queuing to get inside. To have a play and mess things up.
For now I have to use music to lean against. Or hide in. Hide amongst.
Over and out.
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