That’s what I call it when I get that way…all kinds of feelings tumbling all over themselves.Y’know…you’re not quite blue cause you’re not really sad. And although you’re a little bit jealous, you wouldn’t say you’re green with envy.And every now and then you realize you’re kinda scared…but you would hardly call yourself yella. I hate that feeling!I just hate it. And I hate the color magenta.That’s why I named it that.Magenta.-- Blanche Devereaux
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