. . . and yet afterward, in my mind, i have words that will have the theatre in hysterics, tears, or gales of laughter. . . but at the time, yeah, nothing.
I like this blog
I wrote the beginning of a song kind of about that. it goes: "when a girl asks you what you're thinking you should always say 'about you, about your eyes, your smile and your tiny waist, oh I love you!'"
i like that, princess.
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