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head is stuck inside head. no one knows how. or where. she looks, squinting @ the sun. & wonders what the thoughts are. she grasps. searching. but truly can’t find them. are they happy? are they sad? hair glows silver with sun. hands sticky from nachoes. heart full of happy. but there’s a notch in the happy. there’s a sliver of discontentment. head whirls with jumpy words. it’s like she’s thinking to hard about her heart. about if it’s happy or not. why figure it out? leaning her head on her green velvet arm & wiping her happy sad tears. thinking about the last few days. those moments that were so fun. those moments that u didn’t know if u were even meant to be in it. those moments that u were like please can we go home. was it a fun time? was it a gross time. and then head remembers that it doesn’t matter. key is love.