if i had my way...
I'd be a walking 5' balloon, because I'd eat tangy lemon bars every day (sigh... and other sweet churchy recipes).
I wouldn't recognize love. I'd be stuck on a hamster-wheel of emotional thrills and spills.
I'd miss a lot of spectacular weather, in the interest of comfort and warmth.
I wouldn't recognize love. I'd be stuck on a hamster-wheel of emotional thrills and spills.
I'd miss a lot of spectacular weather, in the interest of comfort and warmth.
posted by sparrow anne at
3:01 p.m.
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Keep on smokin the wacky tobaccy!
-Brian and Mel
aww thanks guys!
ok, and in the interest of general accessibility, i'll say this: i DON'T actually worry about being a balloon. i just mean that, left to my own short-term devices, i think i'd probably really screw myself over. if i did everything that felt good in the moment, or lived to avoid pain, or only ever achieve comfort, i'd self-destruct.
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love to brian and mel... :)
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