Twenty-first Riff [voice post]

[bass_on_fire]

I'm in love with a guy. I know, I know, I've been playin' the gay card for a while, but I'm totally in love with a guy. I've known him for a while, and he makes me feel like I'm the what the fuck am I typing why the hell can't I stop the goddamn luckiest girl in the worldwhy won't I stop?!

I don't love him. I never loved him.

I probably have some

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[tothelibrary]

I hate today.

So! How are you? Other than the whole straight thing and maybe we traded! Because I have a date tonight with a girl and I think I might kiss her and also I broke Ianto's coffee machine.

I hate this curse. Ianto, if you have all mentions of your coffee maker flagged, I swear to God I didn't break it.

[bass_on_fire]

I'm not straight. I'm not.

You have a date? Anyone I might know? Maybe we can double da--

He's dead.

... Sorry, this... curse is making things difficult for me, too.

[tothelibrary]

I keep saying true things. And then not-true things. And then ones that are... somewhere in between.

Thelma. I like her hair. Also she has pretty eyes.

So! Mandatory suck day. This'll be great. The only way today will not completely suck is if I confess to being Keyser Söze. Or someone else does, I'm not picky.

[bass_on_fire]

So it is, like... Confessing to stuff, true or not, huh? Coulda sworn it was just "talk like an idiot" day.

Thelma's cool. You're in good hands with her.

What do you mean? I am Kevin Spacey. I mean, Keyser Söze.

[tofuinthesky]

Uhh... Emille?

[bass_on_fire]

... Yeah?

[tofuinthesky]

I'm hoping it's really a curse because... umm... yeah.

[bass_on_fire]

It is. It really is the curse.

It's... Complicated.