breaking news from an actual wallflower
(via mabbdoom)
Clearly the movie click had no effect on me, because somedays I still want a universal life remote.
Kind of crazy about British Indie Rock.
Music is the great love of my liffffffe.
When you wait, because you hope he will just show up and he doesn’t.
I always wait.
“Our mistakes are ours alone to repeat or correct.”
“Can we rest now? Buffy, can we rest?”
Just when I think this day is on the verge of being fairly dull, the insurance company calls to tell me they’ve misplaced my car and asks if I might know where it’s “gotten off to.”
So tell me, how do you misplace a car in a wrecker lot?
Regina Spektor, Fidelity
Current theme song to my life. If there is an artist I identify with most personally through their song writing, it would certainly be her.
If people were rain, I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.
It’s 1am in the morning and pouring down rain. And am I sleeping?
Nope. I just heated up some milk on the stove, made hot chocolate, and am about to finish up this painting job in my bathroom.
Why? Because I am determined, maybe a little too much so, to finish something when I set my mind to it. And maybe because I just don’t want my evening to end quite yet.
On another note, drop everything you’re doing and go see Argo. No, not tomorrow (well, technically today), it’s Sunday. But as soon as possible otherwise. It kept my heart racing throughout it’s entirety. And the acting, script, filming, and score left nothing more to be desired. And, as if you needed more reason to see it, it has John Goodman. John Goodman people. You should be sold. I need no further evidence to prove my case.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a bathroom to finish painting while I dance around singing the music of Les Mis. This is the stuff magic is made of, my darlings.
Please, just stop being so fake.
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Anonymous
Seems easy enough to say behind a veil of “anon”. And just what makes you think this?
