because we're grown-ups now

If you don't want to know someone who will giggle at the white, silhouette mess your come makes on the new (and might I add expensive) sheets, then leave.

If you don't want to know someone who likes to drink and subsequently love on strangers, then leave.

If you don't want to know someone who doesn't have any goals in life, and is happy with that, then leave.

And, if you don't want to know someone who will ruin our lives, but make it the most fun you've ever had, then you should definitely leave.

Grey >http://community.livejournal.com/bert_and_gerard/821761.html<
is my new fic. Oh my god, I hope it doesn't suck balls.

I want people to actually say something ~fucking~ real for once.
I wish people would write letters and tell stories and be honest.
I want people to be honest with me, because it's clear that they're to afraid to be honest with themselves.

From Cracked.com <http://www.cracked.com/article_17251_p2.html>

The Japanese have just accepted this huge difference between what we mean and what we say, calling them "honne" and "tatemae." The first is reality as you understand it, the second is reality as filtered through what society expects.
The difference is the Japanese don't seem to regard this as something to get pissed off about (they don't recognize one as being more true or honest than the other, but as simply two sides of reality). They have have figured out that it's just the way the world works. Society is built on lukewarm lies, get over it."
 

I don't know if this is OK, but it's certainly true.
Mostly, reality doesn't give a shit; it doesn't have to be OK for it to be true.

I want things to feel real again, like they did when I was a self-indulgent teenager who had time for the internet and for cutting herself. When I had the energy to make myself feel real and to care and to tell the truth. Now, all I have left is apathy. I live in a world where lying is easier than bringing myself to face the truth.

I don't know if this is OK, but it's certainly true.

I don't want artsy fartsy hyperboles. No emo bullshit.
Just the truth.

Please tell me, because I can't seem to find any of my own.

He rocks in the tree tops all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and singing his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet tweet tweet

Rockin' robin, tweet tweet tweet
Rockin' robin' tweet tweetly-tweet
Blow rockin' robin
'Cause we're really gonna rock tonight

~

I succumbed to fuckin twitter. That's right dudes. TWITTER > j_heirloom

This is how I tell you I'm leaving:

Unravel; ribbons ripping apart and whipping away with the wind

Burst; the slow motion movement of my broken heart looks choreographed

Fade; shadows engulf and envelope and fold me inside like 'welcome home'

Hurt; the gift I gave you sitting in the corner of a discarded room in this empty house

Make a post to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.



- Surf around LJ to see who has posted their list, and if you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.



There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just... wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.
( And all I want this year is for you to dedicate your last breath to me before you bury yourself alive.  )

I'm totally getting a Spiderman face tattoo.

I was told I'd get fired if I got one, but when my boss sees how awesome it is, he won't be able to fire me!

FIRE THIS, SUCKAS!

fuck.

Yay,   I was just approved for

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