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Hypersynaesthesia

the colours in your head

4.16.2006

Sunday is Postsecret day, so here's a secret of my own:

The song "Wild World" makes me tear up a little every time I listen to it.

At 10:08 AM, April 17, 2006, Alex said...: But you see, I was in LOVE with a beautiful Iranian boy when I was 11. He was 14, and rode the same bus as I did going to volleyball practice. He left school after that one year when he burst to my attention, but... at he kissed me on the cheek while they were playing that song after the end of year ceremonies at school. I went home and played it on repeat, bawling. I can't remember what he looked like, except for black hair, but this has apparently implanted itself on me somehow.

And I KNOW it's not anonymous. But, if I'm exhibitionistic enough to have a blog, I figure I should be exhibitionistic enough to reveal my silly secrets-- and regarding this one, I think the rest of my taste in music justifies this.

Wow, longest comment ever!