to be loved, to be loved

[angelgazing]

My phone has decided to randomly stop sending me text messages. Not all of them, just sometimes. I don't know if it hates me, or hates twitter, or both.

I've accomplished absolutely nothing today, because I was too busy reading Arthur/Eames fic to, you know, do homework or write. I think I'm broken. Arthur/Eames broke me. Or, no, they are just the

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[prettykitty_aya]

Um, maybe you don't have 'send to phone' on all the people you follow? maybe? just a thought. other than that, IDK.

[angelgazing]

Well, not on all that I follow, no. But the ones I do, it just sends them about half the time. :\ And more than once it's been during hours when I've told it I DNW text messages.

I think it hates me.

[imagines]

re: phone: DISLIKE. Now how am I supposed to get almost-real-time updates of JGL's activities while I am in class? D:

[eta: Oh, I thought you said it had stopped SENDING text messages. As in, to other people. HMMM. Do you have a lot of messages saved? If so, DELETE SOME. :p]

re: Arthur/Eames: they are the only party drug you will ever need.

re: fic: well, someone could say that. "I just want to play with your hair! Why does it have to get complicated?"

[angelgazing]

I AM ALSO DISLIKING IT. I don't know what the deal is, but it's making my face so, so grumpy. >:(

I don't have a lot of messages saved! It just wants me to SUFFER.

Kit. Kit. re: Arthur/Eames: THEIR LOVE IS MY DRUG. (You are the only one who could appreciate that.)

re: fic: bwahahaha. I like that. I thought of having Ariadne just be like, "Jeez, Arthur, I always knew if you had pigtails Eames would be pulling them. I just didn't expect you to like it so much."

[imagines]

I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD APPRECIATE THAT. Because I am the most skilled appreciator.

...but we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Tom Hardy. Or JGL but his name doesn't fit in the meter. Sorry, JGL. GET A SHORTER NAME, GOD.

HAHAHAAAA. WAIT. DOES ARTHUR HAVE PIGTAILS IN THIS??

[angelgazing]

HIS FRIENDS CALL HIM JOE GORDON. THE NUMBER OF HEARTS THAT STUPID FACT PUTS INTO MY EYES JUST CANNOT BE EXPRESSED OUTSIDE OF INTERPRETIVE HAND GESTURES AND ASTRONOMICAL FIGURES.

lololol Metaphorical pigtails! He just likes it when Eames plays with his hair and pulls on it a little bit, is all.