But it misses the central tragedy of the synaesthesic mind. Try instead:
Trees in spring smell red Cookies taste blue synaesthesia is fun ... but there's actually no way I'm ever going to be able to usefully explain it to you.
You'll notice I changed it a bit. That's because perfume is yellow god-damn it. And not a nice shade, either.
cute,
Trees in spring smell red
Cookies taste blue
synaesthesia is fun
... but there's actually no way I'm ever going to be able to usefully explain it to you.
You'll notice I changed it a bit. That's because perfume is yellow god-damn it. And not a nice shade, either.