Ever stare into the depths of your ceiling and smile?
I cant help it because I feel great.
I dont mean to say it as though because of one single thing, nor my happiness to be obly from that one thing.
But I put all the pieces together and the ceiling looks complete.
And I know im far from being like the blank canvas of the wall above me, but I cant help my grin to it and tell it to share the secrets.
It cant hear me over what it absorbed earlier, but it sees me happy.
Idk where I was going with this.
TLDR; Im happy.
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also im glad that no one actually voices out about how annoying my self doodles are
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