[01] you. i love you. you're positively awesometastic and crazy in the best possible way, as evidenced by the number of times we've fallen out of our chairs laughing over the last couple months. i think perhaps one of my favorite things of all, though, is that you are so open about how you feel. when you're dark and depressed and moody and twisted, you just get it all out there and damn the torpedoes. you've got more balls than most men, and, although that's not saying much, it's meant to be a compliment. [02] song: 's a couple actually. In terms of goofiness - "Love Shack". Totally. OMFG DYOOD RABBIT! on a more serious note - (don't take offense to this, let me explain) "Bitch" by Meredith Brooks. here's why. you and i have had a bunch of discussions about the "Perfect Girl" selective blindness that boys develop... this song pretty much sums up everything we've said. i'm your hell, i'm your dream, i'm nothing in between / you know you wouldn't want it any other way hope that made sense. it's 3.30 am and i'm starting to fade. movie: The Fifth Element. Every time i see Leeloo i think of you. [03] You aren't a specific time of night in terms of numbers. You're the time when the moon is so bright it casts shadows and coats everything in silver while the stars blaze. [04] squergles. i just made it up in honor of you. you even get to choose the definition! [05] oh god. i have to choose one? hmmm. here's the first four taht came into my head. Lord of the G Strings. "Rabbit". the Ozzard Dance. Bouncing on Jeff's bed to Love Shack. [06] Rabbits and Ozzards. the polite response to that is to hump me now... on one leg, head down towards the ground, flailing your limbs madly. [07] When you look in the mirror, what thoughts go through your mind?
1) Thanks! I'm trying not to be passive with my emotions, but some people don't like that.... 2) RABBIT!! DYOOOD!!!! *humps your leg* (In reference to Bitch): Oh sweetheart, I ADORE you for responding with that song. *listens to it* Leeelooo! I can say her whole name. She's my hero. 3)OH cool! 4)YAY! New wordage! Okay. Here's my tentative definition: One of those giggles that's deep in your throat so you can hear gurgling and you sound sort of like a giggling baby. Haha. Or is that just me that does that? 5) Ahahaha yay! Whenever I hear bagpipe music, I geek out. Oh. and *humps your leg* 6)Holy CHRIST. I don't think I can DO that without severely injuring myself. 7) Depends on my mood. If I'm in a neutral mood and I'm just looking in the mirror to make sure I don't have deoderant marks on my shirt or something, after checking what I had wanted to, I criticize parts of myself. Like, if I'm checking my hair or eyeliner, I examine my face. With my face, I still don't see too much that I actually like past my eyes. (I have problems with my nose because I've broken it twice, so there's a lump, even if only I see it, IT'S THERE and it bugs me.) And then if I'm looking at my shirt/outfit/deoderant marks of doom, I look at the profile of my body to see if I'm okay with my body today or not.
...And sometimes I'm afraid to look in mirrors. For some reason, when I was little, I decided that mirrors were one-way, and there was another civilization on the other side looking in at me, and that I may see one of them, so it scared me. And of course, even though I'm 18 now and I know better, mirrors and reflective surfaces sometimes scare me. Wow. I sound psychotic. >_
[02] song: 's a couple actually.
In terms of goofiness - "Love Shack". Totally. OMFG DYOOD RABBIT!
on a more serious note - (don't take offense to this, let me explain) "Bitch" by Meredith Brooks. here's why. you and i have had a bunch of discussions about the "Perfect Girl" selective blindness that boys develop... this song pretty much sums up everything we've said.
i'm your hell, i'm your dream, i'm nothing in between / you know you wouldn't want it any other way
hope that made sense. it's 3.30 am and i'm starting to fade.
movie: The Fifth Element. Every time i see Leeloo i think of you.
[03] You aren't a specific time of night in terms of numbers. You're the time when the moon is so bright it casts shadows and coats everything in silver while the stars blaze.
[04] squergles. i just made it up in honor of you. you even get to choose the definition!
[05] oh god. i have to choose one? hmmm. here's the first four taht came into my head. Lord of the G Strings. "Rabbit". the Ozzard Dance. Bouncing on Jeff's bed to Love Shack.
[06] Rabbits and Ozzards. the polite response to that is to hump me now... on one leg, head down towards the ground, flailing your limbs madly.
[07] When you look in the mirror, what thoughts go through your mind?
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2) RABBIT!! DYOOOD!!!! *humps your leg*
(In reference to Bitch): Oh sweetheart, I ADORE you for responding with that song. *listens to it*
Leeelooo! I can say her whole name. She's my hero.
3)OH cool!
4)YAY! New wordage! Okay. Here's my tentative definition: One of those giggles that's deep in your throat so you can hear gurgling and you sound sort of like a giggling baby. Haha. Or is that just me that does that?
5) Ahahaha yay! Whenever I hear bagpipe music, I geek out. Oh. and *humps your leg*
6)Holy CHRIST. I don't think I can DO that without severely injuring myself.
7) Depends on my mood. If I'm in a neutral mood and I'm just looking in the mirror to make sure I don't have deoderant marks on my shirt or something, after checking what I had wanted to, I criticize parts of myself. Like, if I'm checking my hair or eyeliner, I examine my face. With my face, I still don't see too much that I actually like past my eyes. (I have problems with my nose because I've broken it twice, so there's a lump, even if only I see it, IT'S THERE and it bugs me.) And then if I'm looking at my shirt/outfit/deoderant marks of doom, I look at the profile of my body to see if I'm okay with my body today or not.
...And sometimes I'm afraid to look in mirrors. For some reason, when I was little, I decided that mirrors were one-way, and there was another civilization on the other side looking in at me, and that I may see one of them, so it scared me. And of course, even though I'm 18 now and I know better, mirrors and reflective surfaces sometimes scare me. Wow. I sound psychotic. >_
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