YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY, HAPPY ANIVERSARY TO YOU, LOVE! AND WE ARE THE ONES WHO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT! I, for one, consider myself really really lucky for JUST YOU! And now to the “marrow of life” :-P: HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT, GIRL????????????????? I mean, seriously, HOW... just woke up, sorry, not very articulated but... HOW. It's only eye's color... and you transform it into something extremely beautiful, complex and meaningful... WOW... April, April, April... you leave me breathless everytime your little head starts to think. Two sentences here are priceless and the key for me here: There exists only one absolute exception. One pair of eyes he can never skim over and never break away from. Eyes that offer the most safety and the most danger. Cobalt… cerulean… azure… Randy Harrison. Shades of an unwavering truth, pure blue and unconfused. But so… confusing. Gale dives in, again and again, searching for the answer. Finds it… can’t believe… and keeps looking. THIS IS.... JUST WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW... I still have my mouth hanging open! INCREDIBLE. And, of course: Gale never saw the big deal, never saw the beauty of his own eyes. Never saw them as anything but mud until he saw them reflected in Randy’s blue.
Ironically… maybe just perfectly… the color he was missing. MY GALE, MY GALE, MY GALE... HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT???? It was supposed to be eye's color... just color...
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Date: 2007-11-23 01:46 pm (UTC)HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT, GIRL????????????????? I mean, seriously, HOW... just woke up, sorry, not very articulated but... HOW. It's only eye's color... and you transform it into something extremely beautiful, complex and meaningful... WOW... April, April, April... you leave me breathless everytime your little head starts to think. Two sentences here are priceless and the key for me here:
There exists only one absolute exception. One pair of eyes he can never skim over and never break away from. Eyes that offer the most safety and the most danger. Cobalt… cerulean… azure… Randy Harrison. Shades of an unwavering truth, pure blue and unconfused. But so… confusing. Gale dives in, again and again, searching for the answer. Finds it… can’t believe… and keeps looking. THIS IS.... JUST WOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW... I still have my mouth hanging open! INCREDIBLE.
And, of course: Gale never saw the big deal, never saw the beauty of his own eyes. Never saw them as anything but mud until he saw them reflected in Randy’s blue.
Ironically… maybe just perfectly… the color he was missing. MY GALE, MY GALE, MY GALE... HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT???? It was supposed to be eye's color... just color...
LOVE, YOU ARE.... AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!