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All of this Evelyn Evelyn drama is making me feel sick to my stomach. I never liked the project to begin with, and after spending today reading about people's thoughts about it, I like it now even less. But I don't want to talk about that here because many people in many places have already said what I can really say about it. Amanda's blog post earlier today didn't really erase that bad feeling I've had about EE from the start, and reading some of the comments on the post just made it worse for me.
Also, my BBB is not progressing at the speed I'd like it to. I don't know why but I'm so incredibly stuck right now. I feel like I can't write at all, which suuuuuucks. I hate this feeling so fiercely, I hoped so hard that it wouldn't come while writing this fic, but it always does.
SO. Here's another picspam, to make myself (and hopefully others who are feeling crappy) feel better!
YOU ARE SO NNNNNNNGH, BRIAN SCHECHTER. GODDAMN IT.
This picture just really cracks me up. WHAT is going on here?
Nothing you haven't seen before but I just really love their tiny faces here.
*____________* MAKE OUT WITH ME, FRANK.
YOU DORK. Go out or something, you look really pale.
He has a box with DUCKS on it! And he's holding something that looks disturbingly like some animal's skull or something. And there's JAMIA in the background! What is there not to love?
Gerard, you are so wasted and dirty (but still so fucking pretty) it's making me SAD. But just look at you now, sweetheart. Just look at what you've overcome and accomplished in your life.
I love this series of pictures so much. Ray in a furry hood and Frank looking FIERCE and so so pretty and like, proud of something? and Mikey Way being cool as a cucumber.
NOW HURRY UP AND GO TO PLACES, I WANT NEW PICTURES OF YOUR SICKENINGLY PRETTY FACES.
Also, my BBB is not progressing at the speed I'd like it to. I don't know why but I'm so incredibly stuck right now. I feel like I can't write at all, which suuuuuucks. I hate this feeling so fiercely, I hoped so hard that it wouldn't come while writing this fic, but it always does.
SO. Here's another picspam, to make myself (and hopefully others who are feeling crappy) feel better!
YOU ARE SO NNNNNNNGH, BRIAN SCHECHTER. GODDAMN IT.
This picture just really cracks me up. WHAT is going on here?
Nothing you haven't seen before but I just really love their tiny faces here.
*____________* MAKE OUT WITH ME, FRANK.
YOU DORK. Go out or something, you look really pale.
He has a box with DUCKS on it! And he's holding something that looks disturbingly like some animal's skull or something. And there's JAMIA in the background! What is there not to love?
Gerard, you are so wasted and dirty (but still so fucking pretty) it's making me SAD. But just look at you now, sweetheart. Just look at what you've overcome and accomplished in your life.
I love this series of pictures so much. Ray in a furry hood and Frank looking FIERCE and so so pretty and like, proud of something? and Mikey Way being cool as a cucumber.
NOW HURRY UP AND GO TO PLACES, I WANT NEW PICTURES OF YOUR SICKENINGLY PRETTY FACES.