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Cut You Like Momma's Apron Strings
Oh. My. God. I quit life.
I quit life so. much.
It's three in the morning and I just spent the last forty minutes reading this horrible story (and re-reading certain bits because omg, surely she was kidding with this, wtf, "Atlantis blue eyes"), and simultaneously writing an email to Laura with a link, quotes, and disbelieving commentary.
The last paragraph was the absolute worst in the whole damn thing and I just. Couldn't believe it. Now I can't believe I wrote *this* bit of commentary: "(OMGWTFBBQ, THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED! HE WENT HOME AND LET A FUCKING COIN FLIP MAKE HIS DECISION! IT'S A FUCKING PIVOTAL CHARACTER MOMENT! OH MY GOD, H0R, FUCK OFF AND DIE AND NEVER AGAIN TOUCH MY SHOW WITHOUT A GRASP OF CANON OR I SWEAR I WILL CUT YOU! CUT YOU LIKE MOMMA'S APRON STRINGS!)".
Yes, I was mostly joking, but omg, too much fanfiction and alone-time in my darkened dorm room have combined to make me psychotic. 'Cause right up until the "fuck off and die"? Completely serious.
It's *fanfiction*. I need to chill.
I need sleep. Also I need to no longer be the creepy hermit-girl cackling loudly at all hours. I'm pretty sure the other people next door can hear me.
Also, "Worry"? Totally my new theme song.
I quit life so. much.
It's three in the morning and I just spent the last forty minutes reading this horrible story (and re-reading certain bits because omg, surely she was kidding with this, wtf, "Atlantis blue eyes"), and simultaneously writing an email to Laura with a link, quotes, and disbelieving commentary.
The last paragraph was the absolute worst in the whole damn thing and I just. Couldn't believe it. Now I can't believe I wrote *this* bit of commentary: "(OMGWTFBBQ, THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED! HE WENT HOME AND LET A FUCKING COIN FLIP MAKE HIS DECISION! IT'S A FUCKING PIVOTAL CHARACTER MOMENT! OH MY GOD, H0R, FUCK OFF AND DIE AND NEVER AGAIN TOUCH MY SHOW WITHOUT A GRASP OF CANON OR I SWEAR I WILL CUT YOU! CUT YOU LIKE MOMMA'S APRON STRINGS!)".
Yes, I was mostly joking, but omg, too much fanfiction and alone-time in my darkened dorm room have combined to make me psychotic. 'Cause right up until the "fuck off and die"? Completely serious.
It's *fanfiction*. I need to chill.
I need sleep. Also I need to no longer be the creepy hermit-girl cackling loudly at all hours. I'm pretty sure the other people next door can hear me.
Also, "Worry"? Totally my new theme song.
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Last time I was on the phone with you at my parents, my mom (from across the room) asked a question refering to something you said. It was awesome.
Honestly though, there's nothign wrong with being the weird hermit girl...It's quite enjoyaBLE~!