When she smells like glue?
And all her friends,
Have run away.
There is nothing to do,
And absolutely nothing to say.
Nothing is everything,
And everything is to pray.
Pray for the beginning,
Pray for the end.
Pray that God will someday,
Send you a friend.
Sometimes when I'm talking to a person and they comment on my hair or something I'm wearing it makes me pause. Are you complimenting me because you can't think of what to say? Say anything to fill that awkward silence that is our conversation? Or maybe you are sincere. What if everyone who gave a compliment actually meant the opposite of what they said? "Wow, I love your new hair cut, it's so cute!" -Translates to- " Wow, what an awful hair cut, are you a lesbian now?" Maybe I think about this too much or maybe I just hate compliments. Besides thank you, what do I say? How do I respond? "You like my sneakers! That's awesome! I love that you like my sneakers, I am complete now!" (Note to self- No more exclamation marks)
I am listening to my sisters Eclipse soundtrack. It's a good CD, I love track 4 and 5. Florence and the Machine is my drug of choice currently. When I listen to her sing she makes me want to dance around like a "willow", as they did in the classic film The Trouble With Angels. Right now I am reading Book of a Thousand Days by Shannon Hale. It's wonderful! It has sucked me in and I only stopped reading because my eyes got fuzzy. It is my goal to read all of her books, except The Actor and the Housewife. A friend of mine, with lovely taste in books, said it was disappointing and unlike her other books. We have it on the shelf at the shop but, strange as it may seem, not many people look at the Fiction section. But I love buying them for the shop because often times they have interesting covers.
----Over and Out----
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