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“People Who Talk About Moon Are Moon Themselves Because They Have That Little Part Of It That Lies Within Them And That Connects Them With The Moon In A Way That They Can’t Help But Always Adore It.”
I Read It Somewhere A Long Time Ago But I Was Always Confused About This Theory Because Every Person Talks About Moon At Some Point But There Is No Way Everybody Has A Part Of Moon In Them So i Found It Absurd To Be Honest.
Until The Day I Heard Her Talking About Moon.
The Way She Adores It.
The Way She Looks At It.
The Way She Wants It.
The Way It Gives Her Energy Like She’s The Wave It’s Controlling Or Causing.
That Theory Made Sense In Every Fucking Way In That Moment.
She’s The Fucking Moon.
And Any Person Who Haven’t Or Wouldn’t Fall In Love with her Is Surely Blind.