I'm writing 100 little i love you 's
and putting them in 100 little bottles
and sealing them tight with 100 little corks
and tying them to 100 helium balloons
and setting them free into the clear,
iridescent,
morning sky
so that when 100 little people
find their little bottles
sealed tight with the little corks
they'll open it,
and read it,
and know that somewhere
in the world
somebody loves them,
because
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."
and although I'm just a silly,
extroverted little girl
writing 100 little notes to
100 random people she'll never meet
I know that whatever you dish out
comes back x3
and maybe someday in the far far future
somebody will love me too.

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Does that make sense?
My self esteem is in the gutter today.
I just want a hug.

4.

There is a Spider building a spider web around me
as I sit here on the computer becoming just another
dusty antique on a shelf.

P.S. I wanna have sex to "Follow and Feel" by Saosin