A wonderland of stupid thoughts.

Blue nails, squished snails, life is completely and utterly.......

NORMAL.

My wind is a whirl-pool of insanity, whizz-ing words of no importance dart their way to the back of my throat

Being the girl with a million thoughts of a multi-story car park full of colour i am

DRAWN to the man who see's in black and white. Why this is insane!

Who am i kidding? In my world it is only the completely insane that get by. So therefor why shouldn't the wonders of my heart be any different?

I shall call him ............................................

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Petey.

As long as i am completelyinsane i shall admit to my being drawn to his warmth, his touch that burns me is like a drug. I crave him because his kisses touch my soul. His eyes actually look and i can no longer hide.

Im spellbound when i feel his presence.