Over the past couple of days, I've been ... well, brooding, for a lack of a better word. I wanted to write out my thoughts, but I haven't been able to find the words. I still can't. And then I remembered ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
starandrea's post. Or more specifically, her explanation for it and my reply.
(It's hard for me to say things, and you always reassure me that you hear them anyway xo)
It's not about the things you say. It's about finding people who speak the same language you do. And I hear you just fine. ♥
So I started gathering song lyrics, or parts of them, that voiced what I was thinking. I spent a lot of time browsingpsyco_chick32's journals, and reading the comments people had left each other about the news over and over. Parts of conversations came back to me, and I started going through her twitter and my Yahoo conversation histories.
( The next thing I knew, I had opened Paint Shop Pro. )
starandrea's post. Or more specifically, her explanation for it and my reply.(It's hard for me to say things, and you always reassure me that you hear them anyway xo)
It's not about the things you say. It's about finding people who speak the same language you do. And I hear you just fine. ♥
So I started gathering song lyrics, or parts of them, that voiced what I was thinking. I spent a lot of time browsing
psyco_chick32's journals, and reading the comments people had left each other about the news over and over. Parts of conversations came back to me, and I started going through her twitter and my Yahoo conversation histories. ( The next thing I knew, I had opened Paint Shop Pro. )
