overanalytical bespeckled Screaming to the moon, my feet grind against the dark pavement as I twist my hands in my hair and my mouth opens wide to shout: "Don't take me so seriously! I'm just a little girl who overreacts! I say things in emotional rushes; don't make a big deal out of what I suggest! (By the way, Love's all it's really all about!)" Footsteps pounding, I scream primally into the night and lift my head to the rain and close my eyes so much tighter than I ever have before. Let me shake all of this, if just for one night. 021104 ... silentbob i want to get it tattooed to the inside of my mouth 021105 ... belly fire "I know you are but what am I?" "Overanalytical." "Oh, hopelessly." "And thank God for it!" "...because what would I do with you...if you weren't." 021105 what's it to you? who go blather from