My brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish
your blog is basically what your bedroom wall would be if no one cared
Fun fact: my bedroom wall DID look like this briefly (with ‘NSync posters etc) when I was 13 or 14. Then my dad came in and tore it all down because it was “too obsessive” so there’s that.
So I can’t process my feelings right now,
I just seen “Star Trek: Into Darkness” and just as Benedict Cumberbatch jumped off a ship in a high-tense part of the movie someone in the audience yelled “GOD DAMMIT SHERLOCK NOT AGAIN, DO YOU EVER THINK ABOUT JOHN.”
WHY DID THIS NOT HAPPEN IN MY THEATER.
I’m sorry I failed you, 8:00 showing at The Block.