Grass
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The whole "My body took over when they kissed me" and "My mind went completely blank." In books is such BULLSHIT! You're telling me you didn't feel all of it? You're telling me that you didn't purposely put your hand in my hair because you know it drives me crazy? Nu-uh! Idk if it's just me, but kisses aren't just a "mind blanking" thing. It's a whole ass experience. Ethereal, bro.
Yummy, an anxiety sandwich with a cup of overthinking. Nothing bad could possibly happen after this meal! :3
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Oh.
Oh no.
Sometimes I relate to Tybalt. I too would leave a party if I was called a saucy boy, and I draw my sword at any minor inconvenience.
I want my style to be hot grunge, but I also want to be punk goth. I want to look like I collect rocks and know a lot about plants, but I also want to look like I go to Artic Monkeys concerts and have tattoos.
Like Remus or Sirius? Can't choose. Maybe my style can be the Wolfstar of styles.
"Are you okay?"
No, Gerald! I'm obsessed with dead musicians and wizards from the 70s who don't even exist! Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to listen to Rebel Rebel and reread All The Young Dudes.
I'm watching Bones in my living room, and I got up to go to the bathroom. I came back to this lovely out of context scene:
Angela: "Let me guess, I'm the party wagon?"
Sweets: "No, you're the little gay neighbor with the party wagon."
It's cable, so I can't rewind! Help!
Welcome to another episode of: "Am I Mental or am I Sleep Deprived?"
The voices in my head (one British, the other American) have been arguing about whether or not coffee is better than tea. Please tell me that this is normal.