Button making time! (Taken with Instagram)
HEY HEY YOU THERE.
I’m moving accounts peeps! I’m starting a new blog that will be less fandom-y silly nonsense and instead be an actual artist-y blog thingy. SO.
FOLLOW ME THERE IF YOU PLEASE.
And I do hope you please.
Adios!
HEY HEY YOU THERE.
I’m moving accounts peeps! I’m starting a new blog that will be less fandom-y silly nonsense and instead be an actual artist-y blog thingy. SO.
FOLLOW ME THERE IF YOU PLEASE.
And I do hope you please.
Adios!
A little weird looking right now, but it’s coming along! (Taken with instagram)
iwaspromisedteaandcakeordeath:
Probably one of the greatest lines ever uttered on screen.
(Source: spacehamsters, via deductionseduction)
Diary of Dissonance: I Guess That's Why She's Alone →
written by D.
Being true comes natural, but also it attacks.
She thinks that she has many friends, but no one calls her back.
Maybe she just thinks too much and needs to learn to chat.
She believes that, if she plays along, they all would call her bluff.
Would you like her more if she was superficial?
If she learned to nod and smile?
Would you like her more if she were less obstinate?
The one to make the parties wild?
She’s told that, if she’d like more friends, she must learn to relate.
But the only way that’s possible is if she becomes fake.
She must learn to speak of frivolous things, and never to debate.
She must deny her instincts. Heedless, she must be.
If she could, she would. She’d ignore all philosophy.
She’d carve herself a brand new frame.
But she finds it hard to pretend she’s someone else,
and just roll with the game.
Maybe that’s why no one phones.
Maybe that’s why she’s alone.
She feels they all just humor her.
Good friends are far and few.
Maybe she would be content,
were she a social bird like you.
But there’s more important things to her
than parties, jokes and booze.
But if she wants to find some happiness,
she must find a balance in this too.
Would you like her more if she were fun and fictional?
And learned to nod and smile?
Would you like her more if she would just capitulate?
And spoke more like a child?
Would you like her more, if she could be a party girl?
And could take shots like a fool?
Well, I guess her role is as lone savant,
Because she’s nothing close to you.
Would you like her more if she was more conventional?
And never drew the line?
Would you like her more if she was unmethodical?
And carefree all the time?
Would you like her more if she were more submissive?
And dropped her good ‘ole guns?
If she kept quiet who she really is?
And just learned to have fun?
I guess that’s why I’m …*sigh* … . . why she’s alone.
No one who knows her really knows her
I guess that’s why she’s alone.
