· Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all. I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling, and now the red ones make me fly and the blue ones help me fall. And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling and as the fragments of my skull begin to fall, fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts. [...] ♥
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