The Supremes

"You came into my heart
so tendrly..."

It's that line that always gets me. The elegant beauty of Diana Ross's tone, the way the rhythmic pitches twirl around my heart, through lovely memories, and that pause, you're in the moment, flooded by the sweetness, as the words melt your mind.

It just so happens that I felt this song fitted my story like a mitten to shiverring little fingers, or those hugging salt and pepper shakers. So pefectly that as the song repeated, each time I would dwell on a different lyric, and remember.

So, huray, associating song lyrics with my life because I think I'm mad cool and shit, yeah? Or, I don't know, maybe because I needed the memories, one last painless time, in fear that sometime uncomfortably soon, it might be eating me up inside.

I'm about to do something. Something quite something ish with a tiddle of something and something else. It's something I don't do alot, mainly because I don't have to, but it also scares the pants of my jeanie thighs. And, if that something goes well, then, I suppose I'll be darn happy, won't I? If not, be expecting a blog full of horrible things, a stream of dry-wretched conciousness while everything inside me falls apart.

But, for now, let's stay positive, no? I just have to snap up some courage, and be a manly man female man. Wish me luck, because although one day when I'm older I'll look back on this and think -how ridiculous, I'm fifteen years old and every somewhat worrying aspect of my life appears in my mind to be parrallel to some sort of apocolyps- But, It means a lot to me, and maybe It'll teach me something?

Well, no more stalling then...