Oh man, I can't have baby, I don't have a hubby anymore. -laughs hysterically- anyways..-looks at the cup with sad eyes- I ...I---I'm *fell asleep on the floor *
"I'm writing the next big thing, aren't we all are?" Hei
Lol, Italian ain't my first male equivalent. He's 2nd.
"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love." My boy!
TheDay waltzes in, coke in hand, looking happy and confused at the same time. "I'm going insane and I love it!" She announces proudly as she plops down in a comfy armchair.
Veni. Vidi. Vici.
People are made of places. They carry with them hints of jungles or mountains, a tropic grace or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB
Actually, day, that's in the Character Lounge or whatevs. Here we're insane without masquerading behind a character. Pervy, in [user]Calla's[/user] case.
Well, only when I have too much. Then I start bouncing off the walls and embarrassing myself. That is one topic my friends and I consider eternally closed.
Veni. Vidi. Vici.
People are made of places. They carry with them hints of jungles or mountains, a tropic grace or the cool eyes of sea-gazers. -EB
