Aug 11, 2012 01:29
My true life Scott McCall is going to fucking Neramata for a week and I don't know what to do with myself because without her around to be like "YES TRAIN ROBBERS IN A THREESOME!" and "STORIES ABOUT SAD PEOPLE SPONTANEOUSLY TURNING INTO LION CUBS ARE ABSOLUTELY ACCEPTABLE," I have to do shit like clean and pack and think about scabies.
So instead, please to be having a writing meme:
1. Make a list of 20 lyrics
2. Have your f-list comment with a ship or character to match the lyric(s) they like
3. Write a drabble for each
4. Lyrics can be used more than once.
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01. tonight your ghost will ask my ghost / where is the love?
02. 'cuz you were amazing / and we did amazing things
03. what happens when i say / this may be the last beautiful day
04. i love i love i love / all the trouble that you give me
05. what have you done to my heart
06. maybe, just this once / let me keep this one / and it's all alright
07. and in this moment i am happy / i wish you were here
08. catch it if you can / it's the feel good hit of the summer
09. when your heart is soaked in gas / and someone fumbles for a match / you'll be rescued by the wind
10. and holy shit what a relief / the worst has come and turned to leave
11. i will make a wish on a star / and i'll wish i was home once again
12. i promise not to lie if i'm looking you straight in the eye / i promise not to try not to let you down
13. so far away but still so near (the lights on, the music die) / but you don't see me standing here (i just came to say goodbye)
14. i woke up with the power out / not really something to shout about
15. we had a close call / i didn't even see it / then another one / i hardly believed it at all
16. what was it like / to be young, strong, stupid and drunk / soft in the jagged night
17. it's a terrible love that i'm walkin in / it's quiet company
18. i was the one who loved you most / but you can't put your arms around a ghost
19. the city starts fading behind us / thousands of souls all wishing things were better
20. that's the price i pay for being shameless / and that's the price i pay for coming back
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(Those were the first twenty songs to come up on my iTunes shuffle: it's entirely possible that I haven't updated my music collection since, like, 2007.)
So yes, if you are so inclined, please prompt me. I am bored. I don't want to clean. I don't want to pack. I don't want to think about scabies. And I am pretty stuck on everything I "should" be writing. But I will write you terrible, terrible things instead, if prompted. (Also, I've only seen like...three episodes of 'Teen Wolf.' So you probably shouldn't prompt that.)
don't even ask me i don't even know