When I find myself thinking in poetry, I get scared –
That’s the forewarning.
The point where I can’t control my thoughts anymore is when I put my hair up in a ponytail, roll up my sleeves and say “well shit, here we go”. If I’m going to take the plunge, might as well do it on my own terms.
Damn you, words.
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“That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.”
― John Green, An Abundance of Katherines
