Yesterday, yeesh.
Today, I started a conversation that made me feel a little better.
It is beyond me why you would want to be with someone that you had no desire to get to know.
To have someone ask about what I like and then come back with follow-up questions when I link them to a show, song or book?
*melts*
Know your person’s fandoms!
How does anyone hang out with me and not Gerard Way? At the minimum, one would need to have read/watch The Umbrella Academy. If you hate MCR, I am going to drive you batty. To be around me is to live in the early 2000s and get a bit of eyeliner on you somewhere.
Yeah, it has its moments.
SCI-FI EMO (if mice so?). Something about twenty-twenty revamped the angst & The Return of the too-short skirts/mismatched fabrics & screamy cute guys that you can tap your toes to while teasing your hair up to the heavens (but leaving your fringe out, never expose your forehead, duh).
Dealing with stress is unique to the user. I guess this was mine?
Excessive Grudge Cat, cheese & crackers, depressing poetry, comic books, screamo, manga-fairytales & George Carlin.
Yup. This is where I have brought myself.
And fuck it, I am having a very agreeable time.
