Forever in Colour 

It”™s a grey day and grey days are my days.
Which means that it”™s time to go to Starbucks.
And I could probably use my colours.
So I look at the closet and get an idea.
It doesn”™t work so I tinker with it.
And then it works so I roll with it.

“I love your scarf thing”””
“It looks so cozy”””
“Is it connected?” ””
“You”™re so cute!” (noi”™mnotand)

Are you people missing the fact that,

MY SCARF IS TOTALLY HARRY POTTER YEAR 3?!    <”” Important.

Fantasy fierce! Can I help it? Anyway,

1. No, it is not connected.
2. Yes I will give you fashion tips at the Starbucks, lady.

Also,

The bamboo inside of my shoes is unweaving
Soles splitting, guts spilling
Little tan specks on the carpet
Still wearing ”˜em through the
bleeding and not giving up yet””

What can I say, fools? Grey days are my days,

Because they aren”™t grey;

They”™re Silver.

(Break yo”™ self!)

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