Oct 08, 2011 22:51
[ When Sheryl is trying to get her feelings out, it usually happens in the form of songwriting. Right now she's curled up on the couch with a notebook. This is normal.
What isn't quite as normal is the fact that anyone trying to walk through the living room would find themselves ankle-deep in crumpled up balls of paper, blacked out with ink, torn to shreds, and in one case, half-burnt. There are some serious feelings happening here. Approach if you dare. ]