Ever since Supernatural has been playing on Fridays
I’ve missed like everything this season.
Watching some rerun right now and I have no idea what’s going on.
Fudgesticks.
January 2011
December 2010
Guess it's just you and me tonight, tumblr.
And SVU at midnight.
And the smile shows the lines in your face...perfectly crooked, and perfectly familiar.
Conversations I hate.
Person: Oh, you’re alone tonight and i’m alone…we should hang out.”
Me: Nah, I’m okay. Thanks though.
Person: C’mon, Tina…it’s new year’s eve.
Me: So?
Person: We need each other’s company tonight.
Me: No, i’m okay really…thanks for offering.
Person: C’mon, Tina. Let’s have fun.
Me: I think we have different definitions of fun.
Person: Well, we can make them work.
Me: No, I’m REALLY okay…thanks.
Person: We can go to the movies.
Me: It’s really fine….i’m okay.
*keeps going on and on*
And then you play the sympathy card: “I just wanted to hang out with you if it was possible, but I guess not.”
No, you want to get into my pants, and that is just not happening.
Do you ever want to punch people in the face?
“Society is afraid of alone though.
Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements.
Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.
But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.” —Tanya Davis, How To Be Alone
Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements.
Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.
But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.” —Tanya Davis, How To Be Alone
out and about.
