ah, the cyclical nature of shit.
Oh, it's happening again. See, it's my pattern with friends: close, closer, too close, and they're gone. Not helped by the fact that I am obsessed with work/what goes on inside my head above everything else.
Be careful. There's affection, and then there's teenage lust.
On a side note, it's Eurovision tonight. That sound be fun. Spandex-clad Europeans, and Russia winning. Again. Soviet bloc countries: so biased.
And smallfandomfest is eating my brain, and my creativity. The prompt-list isn't even up for claiming yet, and I'm writing them. So. Many. Good. Eureka. Ones. And Kate/Isabella! So I'm not the only one.
Anyway.
And the new Green Day album is fuckin' awesome.
Be careful. There's affection, and then there's teenage lust.
On a side note, it's Eurovision tonight. That sound be fun. Spandex-clad Europeans, and Russia winning. Again. Soviet bloc countries: so biased.
And smallfandomfest is eating my brain, and my creativity. The prompt-list isn't even up for claiming yet, and I'm writing them. So. Many. Good. Eureka. Ones. And Kate/Isabella! So I'm not the only one.
Anyway.
And the new Green Day album is fuckin' awesome.