I'm just spamming everyone everywhere right now.
365 Gay Sharks
Day 113, Word Count: 394
Theme: April; Double Rainbow
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watching me tweet late at night is like watching someone's slow descent into madness.
Someone write me the one where Eduardo and Korse talk about Taylor Swift
THEY ARE DRINKING TEA. AND WAILING ABOUT HOW TAYLOR SWIFT JUST UNDERSTANDS THEM. I MEAN, IT'S NOT LIKE PARTY POISON AND MARK UNDERSTAND THEM. DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE TO A /WEBSITE/, GINNY? DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE? WELL, AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T LOSE TO GREASY LITTLE FUCKER THAT PROBABLY HAS HERPES. ALSO HE IS SHORT.
BUT GINNY! GINNY, A WEBSITE ISN'T EVEN A PERSON! LIKE, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. HOW CAN YOU BE MORE IN LOVE WITH A WEBSITE?
I KNOW, RIGHT? TAYLOR JUST GETS US.
Man, no Ginny. I am not writing you/george orwell.
ginny let george wrap his arms around her and tilt her head up for a kiss.
and now me/ernest hemingway exists too.
reili straddled ernest, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood when he kissed her.
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So these are excerpts from my tweetbinge just now. Basically I just tweeted almost nonstop for about an hour and it finally kicked me off when I started tweeting the lyrics to Favorite Fix. Which, if you have not heard that song, you need it in your life. I'M SORRY, I JUST THINK EVERYONE SHOULD LOVE ARTIST VS POET. Their album is so fucking Mark/Eduardo that it hurts and one day I will write fic based on all of their songs you don't even understand how much I love that album.
Um. What was I talking about? OH YEAH. BASICALLY I HIT THE TWEET LIMIT AND I STILL RETAINED ALL OF MY TWITTER FOLLOWERS. like, I don't even understand.
I actually don't understand why anyone follows me on any social networking site, because I tend to, you know, be an annoying twat about it. you shouldn't follow me on twitter if you're frequently awake from about 12AM to 4AM PST (-8GMT) because I tend to sit around and tweet really long and vaguely interconnected stream of conciousness.
This month is a lot of posts about me, aparently because it's finals month and I STILL HAVE NOT PROGRESSED ON THAT HEMINGWAY PAPER. Also I'm just sitting around and eating brownies and seriously I will get this paper done don't actually worry about me, okay?
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Day 113, Word Count: 394
Theme: April; Double Rainbow
This post is part of the 365 Gay Sharks project. If you would like to learn more about this project, click here to read more about it. :D
watching me tweet late at night is like watching someone's slow descent into madness.
Someone write me the one where Eduardo and Korse talk about Taylor Swift
THEY ARE DRINKING TEA. AND WAILING ABOUT HOW TAYLOR SWIFT JUST UNDERSTANDS THEM. I MEAN, IT'S NOT LIKE PARTY POISON AND MARK UNDERSTAND THEM. DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE TO A /WEBSITE/, GINNY? DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE? WELL, AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T LOSE TO GREASY LITTLE FUCKER THAT PROBABLY HAS HERPES. ALSO HE IS SHORT.
BUT GINNY! GINNY, A WEBSITE ISN'T EVEN A PERSON! LIKE, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. HOW CAN YOU BE MORE IN LOVE WITH A WEBSITE?
I KNOW, RIGHT? TAYLOR JUST GETS US.
Man, no Ginny. I am not writing you/george orwell.
ginny let george wrap his arms around her and tilt her head up for a kiss.
and now me/ernest hemingway exists too.
reili straddled ernest, biting his lower lip hard enough to draw blood when he kissed her.
----
So these are excerpts from my tweetbinge just now. Basically I just tweeted almost nonstop for about an hour and it finally kicked me off when I started tweeting the lyrics to Favorite Fix. Which, if you have not heard that song, you need it in your life. I'M SORRY, I JUST THINK EVERYONE SHOULD LOVE ARTIST VS POET. Their album is so fucking Mark/Eduardo that it hurts and one day I will write fic based on all of their songs you don't even understand how much I love that album.
Um. What was I talking about? OH YEAH. BASICALLY I HIT THE TWEET LIMIT AND I STILL RETAINED ALL OF MY TWITTER FOLLOWERS. like, I don't even understand.
I actually don't understand why anyone follows me on any social networking site, because I tend to, you know, be an annoying twat about it. you shouldn't follow me on twitter if you're frequently awake from about 12AM to 4AM PST (-8GMT) because I tend to sit around and tweet really long and vaguely interconnected stream of conciousness.
This month is a lot of posts about me, aparently because it's finals month and I STILL HAVE NOT PROGRESSED ON THAT HEMINGWAY PAPER. Also I'm just sitting around and eating brownies and seriously I will get this paper done don't actually worry about me, okay?
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