‘Seeing red’ never applied to me. I typically don’t get mad, and when I do my head swims with black and white.
Green is the colour of my calmness, a cliche thing, but still true nevertheless.
The colour of love is orange to me because orange is fiery but mellow. Cool and passionate.
Blue is the colour of my normal mood. Just there, breathing, thinking.
Purple is the feel I get when I write. It pours out like my aura on a sunny morning.
Teal is what I see when the world rains down on me. Not happy, not sad. Just there, like nothing.
Yellow is my happy. Sunny, bright, constant, exciting. You’ll know when I am because all I do is sm:)e.
Grey is numb. And rare, at best. Thankfully.
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