Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8 colour boxes, but what
you're really looking for are the 64 colour boxes with the sharpeners on the
back. I fancy myself to be a fancy 64 colour box though I've got a few missing.
It's okay though, because I've got some more vibrant colours like periwinkle at
my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can meet only the 8
colour boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many
different colours of life, of feeling, of articulation... so when I
meet someone who's an 8 colour type I'm like "Hey girl, magenta!" and she's like
"Oh! You mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like "No! I
want magenta!"John Mayer.
I'm looking for lime green.
4 comments:
Life is full of colors, their different shades emitting different moods
Oh yay! I stumbled onto your blog from the Confessor, only to find that you posted the same thing I did :)
http://awesomeappenings.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-childhood-smells-like-box-of-crayola.html
I liked John Mayer's quote the best also. :)
Very nice. Now some more please. :)
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