For the record, I did watch dragon maid for the plot. Evelyn showed it to me (not for the plot) one day at her house and I was very disgruntled to have to watch some anime when I just wanted to watch like filthy Frank or something. She basically said "my house my tv" so I sat on the couch groaning every few minutes. I ended up actually really liking it. Something about the domestic-ness and slightly queer stuff was something I really wanted at the time. I told her I hated it and went home and watched the whole thing. I will admit, looking back it's not the best slice of life anime. As self aware as they try to be about the tits thing, it's still prominent. So yes, I did watch dragon maid for the plot. And you and your little butt buddies can shove it all the way up your ass!
Sometimes it wish it made sense. The puzzle pieces are all there but I just can't put them together. Maybe they're already together but the picture is just upside down. Maybe a piece is missing. Or maybe the picture doesn't match the one on the box. What's with the puzzle analogy?
I Did Something Weird Last Night is my most listened to song of 2021 so far. I think that makes complete and total sense. Somehow the words just kept aligning with my thoughts no matter how much they changed. Thanks Jeff, you're really killing it dude.
I enjoyed how we apparently were listening to songs from each other constantly at the same time without knowing it. You don't wanna know how many times I listened to Destroyed By Hippie Powers.
JUST PULL BACK THE CURTAIN!!
I think we should be vague in these again. I enjoyed the mystery. And then sometimes admitting it/finding out in calls. I'm just gonna barely say words or sentences and you have to figure out with they mean. Yay fun game!
It's nice to know we feel the same. Can't shake the embarrassed and invasive feeling though, it must come with being vulnerable.
I wish you could read my mind. Maybe it would be easier to say these things then. I just want you to know what I'm thinking about I don't want to say it. Can you please just know.
Cover your ears so I can be honest. Close your eyes so I can show you the truth.
Do you mean it when you call me pretty? Are you honest when you say you miss me? Do you think about me? How often? How do you think about me? When I speak do you listen? What do you like about me? Am I enough?
I really do not want to drift apart during the school year. I know you'll be in college and you'll probably make cool friends who know cool things and have cool interests. And I'll be working constantly and trying to avoid the creeping adulthood lurking around the corner. I don't want to stop calling because we're so busy. I don't want our conversations to become far and few. Maybe this is a silly fear. If I say this to you (BAM) you'll say "we aren't going to I'll make sure of it" but we can't guarantee that. I hope the opposite happens. I hope we make our friends and memories and we burst of joy while telling each other. I want the Wattpads to be long and flavorful. I want our calls to be hours or "he said, she said" slimy gossip about the new people we meet and the amazing stories to go with them. I want a new cast of characters. I don't want a new show, I want a reboot.
If we're being honest and realistic, I will not be able to learn to drive unless I am medicated. Getting in a car at all anymore gives me the worst anxiety. I need to outgrow it.
I think its funny (annoying) that I always write and publish these wattpads while you're out. I think it's because I want to talk to you but I don't want to bother you. I also just felt like writing tonight. And I want to have a fresh wattpad for the stories I'll tell by Tuesday.
I want to write NGS episodes because I like them and I think I'm good at them. I'll make our friends side characters that have personality. Our plots will be outrageous and ridiculous. Just as we need them.
My dad says to give the newly alt kids the benefit of the doubt. Like I'll be the Sam to someone's Charlie. I'll hang out with them in the diners late at night and say "you're way cooler than I was at your age" and I'll show them cool things and we'll cry when I leave for college.
I love you I love you I love you I love you
Why am I always in a fantasy. (A twin fantasy SCHWINK)
Tell me do you like to give or receive
Or do you like it better on hands and knees
And can you hear them losing and win
From the schoolyards by our house with all the windows left open
Try to not see your failures ascending
Waitressing is a temporary thing
I wonder when the summer comes
And I still want to drive to your parent's house
If you'll live somewhere else
I can hear them losing and win
Hood tween girls outside our house
Ripping her hair out for entertainment
Try to not see your failures ascending
You'll perfect the art of losing
Oh what if when the summer it comes
And I still want to drive to your parent's house
But you live somewhere else
We're getting there, home
Eugene, housed the days of truancy
10, 000 nervous breakdowns that drew me to the east
A home, a home I came running to the warehouse kids that feared a boomerang home
Staring out at the backyard, wire and leaves interlocking
