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A Little Blue Box...
15 years ago
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With a little blue rose and ribbon.
It's sitting on the side of my laptop right now. It used to hold some jewelry that my mother ordered. Now it has some foam inside and that's it. Mom said, in a joking fashion, to give it to that special girl. I have neither a special girl nor a special boy. I have no true romantic love for anyone, nothing more than carnal lust, to which I do plan to concede.
So what do I do with it, this little box with this little blue rose and ribbon. It's only value is artistic. It's funny. This little blue box with its little blue rose and ribbon is the same dark shade of blue that the most famous blue box is. The rose and ribbon are more the shade than the box itself, but still.
I don't believe in coincidence. I never have. Every mistake I have made, every day I have wasted. Every person I have randomly passed on the street has left a mark on me, regardless of whether I have noticed it. It has led me to this point.
So I will restart the song I am listening to on YouTube, something from Panty and Stocking with Gaterbelt (no, I don't watch the show; someone posted it on Facebook), and I hope someone will tell me what I should do with this TARDIS blue box with a TARDIS blue rose and ribbon.
It's sitting on the side of my laptop right now. It used to hold some jewelry that my mother ordered. Now it has some foam inside and that's it. Mom said, in a joking fashion, to give it to that special girl. I have neither a special girl nor a special boy. I have no true romantic love for anyone, nothing more than carnal lust, to which I do plan to concede.
So what do I do with it, this little box with this little blue rose and ribbon. It's only value is artistic. It's funny. This little blue box with its little blue rose and ribbon is the same dark shade of blue that the most famous blue box is. The rose and ribbon are more the shade than the box itself, but still.
I don't believe in coincidence. I never have. Every mistake I have made, every day I have wasted. Every person I have randomly passed on the street has left a mark on me, regardless of whether I have noticed it. It has led me to this point.
So I will restart the song I am listening to on YouTube, something from Panty and Stocking with Gaterbelt (no, I don't watch the show; someone posted it on Facebook), and I hope someone will tell me what I should do with this TARDIS blue box with a TARDIS blue rose and ribbon.
