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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Personificationly - Like Personification.

 Does anyone have human feelings towards inanimate objects/things that plainly shouldn't have feelings?

Like, whenever I take something out of the fridge, I'll feel obligated to use a little bit more, or pour a little be more. I feel like by taking more weight off the fridge drawers and into my stomach, I'm doing the fridge a little favour. 

"Here, take a little load off."

Or what about those really amazing songs which you want to listen to over and over again. After like the 5th time in a row I replay a song, I begin to feel sorry for the artist, as if they were to feel tired and sore or something. 

GOD I AM INSANE.

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i am

vivien, and i ask you to convince me of otherwise.

i'd like to be

a musician
a scientist
a thinker
a photographer
a time traveler
under the sea,
in an octopus' garden
in the shade.

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