May 2011
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Any time I try to write my feelings out...
…I lose my confidence and heart partway through and give up because partway through it feels like I’m typing nonsense. =[
(And I forget what I wanted to write in the first place)
how kids dance today...
theletterr:
ohey-its-des:
fallingowls:
fatregina:
How I danced when I was their age:
how i still dance
Uh…no comment on those kids up there…
Seriously, what the FUCK were the people watching these kids thinking?
Sigint: Uh, Snake...what are you doing?
Snake: I'm in a box.
Sigint: A cardboard box? Why are you...?
Snake: I dunno. I was just looking at it, and suddenly I got this irresistable urge to get inside. No, not an urge - more than that. It was my destiny to be here; in the box.
Sigint: Destiny...?
Snake: Yeah. And then when I put it on, I suddenly got this feeling of inner peace. I can't put it into words. I feel...safe. Like this is where I was meant to be. Like I'd found the key to true happiness. ... Does that make any sense?
Sigint: Not even a little.
Snake: You should come inside the box... Then you'll know what I mean.
Sigint: Man, I don't wanna know what you mean! Between you and Para-Medic, is everyone but me that is hooked up with the Major strange!?
When everyone loves the person you hate.
