Much doom and a few cupcakes.

[paddle_or_die]

*Sigh* I think in the process of pushing my mind out of my left ear. Maybe it will wander home again before too long. Anyway, this is posted for the benefit of someone who doesn't even read my LJ. *Sigh again*

Tempest (By Mary Prankster)

My manner is imperious
My logic is empirical
And I’m bad at being a girlfriend
So I’m hoping for a miracle

I fear your disappointment
When I don’t turn out ethereal
Though either way for me
I know it means some new material

Now don’t go thinkin’ that you’re special
Just because you are
’Cause I’m bound to overthink it
And I always go too far

But if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I’d like to offer you
The heart of me

Each attempt to clarify
Serves only to confuse
And it feels just like a fracture
But it looks more like a bruise

And my heart can’t bear the weight
Of one more empty “I love you”
And I’ve strained my eyes to blindness
Trying to find a point of view

Now don’t go thinkin’ that I’m crazy
Just because I am
’Cause I wouldn’t act indifferent
If I didn’t give a damn

And if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I’d like to offer you
The heart of me

Now don’t go thinkin’ that I love you
Just because I do
’Cause I’ve never met a certainty
I couldn’t misconstrue

But if you think this kind of tempest
May just be your cup of tea
Then I’d like to offer you
The heart of me

Yes, I’d like to offer you
The heart of me