The Man Who Lives Alone
My Intro to Comics final about ghosts and love.
Some times I want to be in love but most of the time I want to be in bed
then I realize I am in love with my bed.
So hooray it’s the Fourth of July, I got out of work early and went to hang with the family. My sister gets rushes me so we can get a spot to see the fireworks, and A good thing we rushed, too! There was traffic for an hour plus 30 min to find parking. Anywho, it’s the Fourth of July, and we’re at the pier looking at the skyline of NYC. I’m with my cousins. Huge crowds.
So I’m with my cousin and my step-brother…they are your typical semi-urban males.
NOW FOR MY RANT:
THEY WOULD NOT LET ANYONE PASS BY WITHOUT MAKING A COMMENT ABOUT THEIR APPEARANCE. Holy fucking shit. And it wasn’t like “Oh look at her hair it’s a mess” it was more like “Why doesn’t she just die because if were her man I would rather kill her than be with her with her hair that ugly.” I know they weren’t serious about most of what they say but you know….it’s still fucking wrong.
I thought they were playing, until my cousin says something along the lines of this: “I will never ever marry anyone who isn’t thin. As soon as I find out she doesn’t eat right and work out, I’ll show her the door. And if this happens after we’ve been together for a while, I’ll still dump her. My woman can’t let herself go.”
I CANNOT EVEN PUT INTO WORDS EVERYTHING I WAS FEELING AT THAT MOMENT. But fuck it, I’ll try.
So disappointed. I didn’t think he was that shallow. It’s okay that he wants his significant other to look good….but he mentioned something like “if she doesn’t go to the gym at least twice a week, she ain’t for me.” I can’t. I CAN?T COMPREHEND. I also understand wanting her not let herself go. Because I just understand, and I’m not going to like a whole fucking paragraph about how i fucking understand, but I do. But he gave his “dream girl” a 5 lbs - MAYBE 10 lbs, depending on how thin she is - wiggle room. After that, it’s over. AND MY YOUNGER COUSIN AGREED. SHE FUCKING AGREED. AS DID MY STEP BROTHER.
He’s just a bully.
And I don’t like bullies.
It’s not just today, either. I’m going into a deeper, more personal rant here, so I’ll put one of those…
[edit: there is so much profanity in this “read more” rant. I didn’t even notice, that’s how rant-y and angry I was]
OMPOOP OMPOOP OMPOOP OMPOOP
This artist I really really like who could possibly be my FAVOURITE, posted a pic with this band that I really love because they are writing a song together.
And I had no idea they even knew the other existed.
And I wrote a really long and heartfelt comment about how much each of their individual music has helped me and how now that they’re collaborating I could almost feel the heaven my ears will be encased with.
So yeah, I wrote something like that.
AND HOLY FUCKING BEARS HE WROTE BACK. YOU WONDERFUL FUCKING HUMAN BEING. HE SAID HE LOVED ME. NO JOKE. I CAN DIE KNOWING THAT I WAS LOVED BY A VERY SEXY VOICED STRANGER.
OMPOOP I’m fangirling so hard, I turned over in bed and TEARS came out of my eyes.
I am so ridiculously excited.
OMPOOP, I forgot to mention: HE SPELLED MY NAME CORRECTLY! Give me a reason why I shouldn’t fly out to him and marry him right now?
A bit of Perfection to my dash <3
He hasn’t been on my blog for such a long time. He needs to be here.
This is what my cat and I do in the morning.
OMFPOOP THIS IS ADORABLEEE. <3
I wish Dobby would cuddle with me. :(
i don’t understand but i want to join
omdg. go on that website. i pretty much peed my pants at the broom mop
Quote from website:
(In fine print) “Old Zealand, Older Zealand”
“Broom bristles are firm enough for effective sweeping, yet soft enough to tickle the stomach of a shirtless man from a distance without producing the usual “bristle rash”
This fucking piece of art.
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
they were the perfect couple.
omfpoop this movie.