could you not be so attractive, please
it’s so fucking distracting
So, Lorelei took it upon herself to read my post about Disneyland and remind me I forgot something.
After dinner, while we’re in line for The Little Mermaid ride, they tell Gysette that she has to finish her drink before she can go on.
“and then we had to wait until Gysette finished her drink to go onto the little mermaid ride. but freaking Lorelei didn’t want to decide whether to get out of line and wait or to go ahead without them. so she ended up turning around and looking at me and then at Gysette and then back at me. so obviously, in my utter confusion and absolute social competence, I stutter-stepped back and forth within a three-inch radius trying to see which wag she wanted to go. apparently, it looked like I was dancing the most hilarious routine ever invented, because Lorelei practically doubled over laughing at me. she continued laughing at me until Gysette showed up with Jericho a minute or so later, at which point she retold the story of my awkwardness. I hate her, but she gave me a hug which made it all better. still, though. it’s all her fault.”
But yeah. True story.
I am not afraid of the demons and ghouls, the spirits and frights
Who walk through the streets and only come out at night;
Who hide in the closet or live under my bed,
But I’m terrified of the ones who run free in my head.
have you ever thought someone was so perfect and good looking that you wanted to bite their face
just to see what they taste like
or is that just me