mugh
my tongue is black. SURELY that is not normal.
It looks like i've been living on licorice instead of throwing my guts up. Also, fuck you classes, i aint going.
Also, fuck you Tom McShirtless for being gorgeous while i look like shit warmed over. THANKS.
I don't understand how bulimics do this shit. Fuck bulimics too. Or however the hell you spell it. And honestly, they should invent tongue guards or something. Except that would encourage the thrower uppers. BLEAAAH.
I wish there was a Sam/Dean AU based around the movie August Rush--come on, you know you were thinking Jeremy Rhys Meyers was looking mighty fine with That Guy Who Was On Moonlight. Sam would be Jeremy, who slept with his brother that fateful night after-and-or-before the gig and then ran off, freaking the fuck out, and stumbled across Jess the Magic Cello Player, who showed him he could have normal instead of fucked up brothercest. But of course he can't, and he can't stay in the band, so he drops off the face of the earth but brings his New Girlfriend Madison to an old friend's b-day party, where Dean is. And Dean goes, "Who do you think he wrote that song for?" when Madison sees a vid of Sam singing/playing, and of course it's DEAN. I wish this ficexisted so i could curl up and read it.