Ever seen that post that asks you to write an Ask to a person, describing them like an author would? Well, I don’t know how to write like someone else, so I wrote a something something like I would. That’s how I roll.
“I knew this girl named Jenny, once. That is, I knew of her. We were both perusers of a popular social media site on the Internet, a place where everyone could find their niche and someone who shared in their interests, whatever they were. This is where I first met Jenny, one of those incredibly entertaining people who could always make me laugh with her hilarious stories and scathing commentary on some famous people and their unfair attractiveness and general awesomeness.
I never knew her personally, even though we shared a lot of private information with eachother (as you sometimes do when you find someone like-minded online), as well as with the other people who also perused her site for many of the same reasons I did. You can know an aweful lot about someone, without really knowing them at all. Maybe that is part of the attraction, and why so many people dedicate a major part of their life to a social media site. But anyhow!
Jenny was the kind of girl I have always looked up to, and wanted to emulate/be more like. She was both self-confident and sassy, and always spoke her mind without any discernable filter. There is nothing sexier than self-confidence. Though, for all I know, it could have been an act. Who am I to say? But no matter if it was real or not (and I personally believe that it was all 100% real), she still became our idol and mini-celebrity. We could ask her about anything, and she usually answered us. Describing her as The Cool Older Sister would perhaps be the most fitting. An awesome sister who shared your really weird interests (or at least tolerated them with no judgment), who constantly filled your life with pictures of handsome men and cute cats. But mostly, I would describe her as a fucking lady, who loved swearing and using the word ‘fuck’ a lot; who helped me stop feeling ashamed for saying fuck a fucking lot, and subsequently feel a lot better about myself in general. That’s Jenny, how I remember her.”
DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON JANE’S NECKLACE BECAUSE I HAVE A LOT OF FEELS ABOUT HER MJOLNIR NECKLACE K
If I was dating you…
We would go down in the history books as perhaps the worst pairing to come together. With my insecurities, I`d never trust myself to trust you. You’re too great for me, you’re too strong. And without trust from me, how could there be trust from you? How can you give your heart to someone who hasn’t dared to give their own away? And so we’re stuck, two heartless people with no options left but to cling to our own hearts and burn up from the inside with all that we have to say to each other; The silence stretching uncomfortably, with the shadow between us growing into a chasm of doubts. I am so afraid to tell you everything; I`ll tell you anything, but not everything. If I cannot trust myself, then how can I trust you? And if I cannot trust you, how could you possibly trust me?
I just really needed to write my theories down before the end of this episode. Because of reasons.
Possible SPOILERS for episode 3 of Hannibal, Potage:
So I was watching Hannibal…
…a terrible beginning to any story, I am sure.
Mads Mikkelsen is one of the few things me and my second-oldest sister had in common last year, and our mutual attraction helped us really bond and forge new sisterly ties. (He’s Danish, so his name is well known hereabouts.) (He was rumored to play in Thor 2 a year back as well.) It’s a pity she doesn’t have the stomach to watch Hannibal; I`m having a blast.
Yay for Scandinavian actors!
First the Skarsgaards, now the Mikkelsens. I approve.
I fixed up my Tumblr a little bit. Not the theme (I am a creature of habit) but the name. I shall henceforth be known as Potato-Gun Mark II, and if you understand that reference, then PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT IT! :D
I just finished watching Rise of the Guardians
I HAVE SO MANY FEELS RIGHT NOW
Friendly reminder that I could spoil some extremely important details about Iron Man 3, but will not be a d*ck.
Here’s to hoping that others will do the same and shut up.
I just got back from Iron Man 3. It was INTENSE!
Write. We love your writing, and you’re good at it. You make people happy by writing what you do, because you do it. And be lazy. You deserve every fucking break. And you deserve to spoil yourself every chance you get, because you’re awesome.