My closest friend gets into a a major car accident, my boyfriend ends up going to the hospital for a surgery, and I just finished watching Love Actually which my friend let me borrow….
I’ve been crying like a little bitch.
I DID! I DID!
I met him today. He walked into the Perfume Gallery and asked for a bottle of Issey Miyake L’eau D’issey. I handed it to him and I knew he looked familiar. It wasn’t until he handed me his credit card when I read his beautiful name encrypted on the card: Wes Craven. I didn’t recognize him at first because we was shaven.
I asked, “Your name is Wes Craven?”
He said, “Yup.”
I asked again, “Are you THE Wes Craven?”
He said, “I don’t know. I could be, maybe…” He was trying to pretend that he wasn’t, but he can’t fool me. I spend most of my time staring at his face on the internet! So I pretended that I didn’t know who he was either.
But then I noticed myself rambling about his movies, and spitting out all of my favorite scenes from his films. I kept telling myself to shut up but I couldn’t stop talking, I was just so excited. I stopped talking when I noticed the creeped-out look on his face, that I obviously knew so much about his work. I printed a receipt, and reprinted another one and had him sign both, and he said, “Now don’t sell this one” and I giggled. I gave him his copy of the receipt, put one of the ones that he signed, and cleverly kept the other one. HERE IT IS:
I AM IN THE BIGGEST STATE OF EUPHORIA RIGHT NOW. I SERIOUSLY NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD MEET HIM SO PERSONALLY AND DISCREETLY. I AM GOING TO FRAME THIS RECEIPT AND KISS IT PASSIONATELY WITH LIPSTICK! OMG
I hope an A-bomb falls out of a plane and hits every mall you decide to shop in. Because of your lazy dumb asses who never decided to do this shit ahead of time, I’m stuck having to listen to your problems behind a counter! I’ve been working 12-hour shifts just to please you people!
And worst of all, while my manager thinks she is doing something nice, I’ve had to suffer eating the lunch that she brings me every goddamn day: Papa John’s pizza! so now, I’m stuck at work, tired as fuck, and bloating and farting on account of my lactose intolerance. Thank goodness I work with perfumes!
MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS. ASSHOLES.
Heading down to LA to attend a conference go clubbing! :D
WAT?
- went to a party
- my boyfriend got extremely drunk
- he kissed me for the first time
- got really baked
- drove a bunch of drunken asses home
- woke up with the biggest fucking headache
I don’t. I really don’t.
I don’t like the way it makes me feel. Or the way I get all tingly and giddy inside. Or how I can’t feel my face.
I also don’t like the fact that I’m falling for a guy I hardly even know/met this year.
I don’t know. I mean, he says the nicest things. And every discussion I have with him stays in my fucking brain. AND NOT TO MENTION HE’S BEAUTIFUL AS FUCK!
I JUST NEVER THOUGHT I’D EVER HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING LIKE THIS! I FUCKING HATE THIS FEELING. I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO FUCKING RELY ON THIS TO MAKE ME FEEL GOOD BUT GODDAMMIT THE FEELING WON’T GO AWAY. AND I SOUND SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS RIGHT NOW LIKE SOME FUCKING FAGGOT SCHOOL GIRL!
These thoughts are seriously suffocating me. I’ve even started to smoke more just to get him out of my head, but the more I repress my feelings for him, the worse it gets, the sadder I get, and the more it hurts.
Gosh, I sound do fucking gay right now! I hate myself for this!
My entire day has been a complete waste!
yup
Anonymous Asked:
Within the vastness of horror films, what's your favorite subgenre? Why?
This is very random considering the fact that I never asked to be asked questions.
But if you must know, I absolutely love slasher/serial killer films. They are the most realistic in my opinion—- knowing that somebody out there will just snap and lose it, and start killing off people. And as I sit at the edge of my seat trying to figure out who the fuck is behind all of it, the thrill and adrenaline build up and it is such a great feeling.
I like supernatural and disaster films as well, but not very much,
Zombies kind of lose their purpose…
and Vampires are good, but Twilight ruined them for me!
THIS.
(Source: iraffiruse)