nonsense blogpost
Monday, 30 September 2013
Saturday, 28 September 2013
Puncture
Punctuation
I worry about you, I'm afraid.
I worry about you. I'm afraid.
I worry. About you, I'm afraid.
I worry about you, I'm afraid.
Oh-
A weak smile.
I wasn't expecting that.
It's fine, whatever. Really, just. Forget everything I said.
When did you...
When? I don't think it was when, really. I always knew. At the back of my mind. It was more of a unwillingness to accept it. Because like I said, it's stupid.
I'm sorry I don't, I just never, well, I didn't. And I don't think I ca-
No. No, it's fine
I worry about you. I'm afraid.
Hello?
Can you do me a favor?
Yeah, anyth- What's up?
I, (the are you okays are mingled with static and bustling)
Mm?
I'm fine. It's ok. It's been settled.
(laughter, buzz and someone calling your name in the background) I've got this than-
You're welcome, why'd you call me
I worry. About you, I'm afraid.
It's fine. Just some stupid thing between friends. It happens all the time.
Friends, mmmm.
Friends.
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
Now punctuate this -you worry about me you're afraid
I worry about you, I'm afraid.
I worry about you. I'm afraid.
I worry. About you, I'm afraid.
I worry about you, I'm afraid.
Oh-
A weak smile.
I wasn't expecting that.
It's fine, whatever. Really, just. Forget everything I said.
When did you...
When? I don't think it was when, really. I always knew. At the back of my mind. It was more of a unwillingness to accept it. Because like I said, it's stupid.
I'm sorry I don't, I just never, well, I didn't. And I don't think I ca-
No. No, it's fine
I worry about you. I'm afraid.
Hello?
Can you do me a favor?
Yeah, anyth- What's up?
I, (the are you okays are mingled with static and bustling)
Mm?
I'm fine. It's ok. It's been settled.
(laughter, buzz and someone calling your name in the background) I've got this than-
You're welcome, why'd you call me
I worry. About you, I'm afraid.
It's fine. Just some stupid thing between friends. It happens all the time.
Friends, mmmm.
Friends.
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
Now punctuate this -you worry about me you're afraid
Wednesday, 25 September 2013
Thursday, 19 September 2013
Say nothing, do everything
Here's a mix because promos are irrelephant
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I miss FL so much, why did they cancel the show- I NEED to project my feels onto an attractive cast with perfect chemistry/ gorgeous clothes which runs on caffeine and cliché, non-cliché quotes. (but seriously... Courage is an angel yada yada JUST NO)
Saturday, 14 September 2013
Skim
Moscow to Sputnik 2, we're loosing you
Thank you person who recommended this to me. I needed it.
I imagine us to be at a traffic light. You were holding my hand. Or were you? But then you dashed across the street only (half) expecting me to follow. I think it was the headlight of the car that was coming, or some black cat I thought was passing by. I didn't actually realize I was frozen to the ground until the car rushed between the space between the two of us and I felt the gust of wind. And you're signalling to me to run after you. You're looking back, with maybe a hint of irritation which you try to cover with your "soothing voice" which I know is just your i-don't-want-to-deal-with-this mode. I ruin all the fun.
So help me, because I'm scared and I can't do this alone and I just hate being this cliché of a pathetic fck.
So help me, because I'm scared and I can't do this alone and I just hate being this cliché of a pathetic fck.
Saturday, 7 September 2013
Purple Ceramic
Hello, I love you.
(How does Rebecca Hall look so seductive when she is possessive)
Liminal Loves
I was thinking: maybe I'll become one of the many little craters. Littered like careless, sloppy kisses on foreheads a best friend gives before watching you walk away into the arms of another city, this one more daring with it's affections.
Or oscillate mindlessly, the way sometimes you linger when an attractive girl shares the same train carriage as you.
"we met on a train" you imagine telling your friends at the pub
You do eventually, it's not lying - you just leave out the part where you sheepishly turn away when she smiles back at you. it was too good to be true.
Even all the possibility that hit you like a wave at the platform can't delude you into thinking that it isn't. It is much more pleasant thinking that you rejected that possibility, to mourn over the tragic loss of the could-have-been.
WOW post coming up, maybe.
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