MUST. WRITE.
If I have to keep another thought to myself, I might have an aneurysm.
A few days ago, I was up till around 2am again; listening to Radiohead, pondering. My circadian rhythm's shifted a bit, what with the last-minute cramming for exams and other things. I don't sleep much anymore.
But when I'm not sleeping, I'm thinking. So that's alright, I think.
And then I had this thought:
"Love is like a pimple."
Before you think, "Oh, moll is tripping balls yet again," let me tell you the whole story behind the thought:
Pimples have been on my mind a lot recently.
And on my forehead.
That's not to say they weren't there before; let's just say I look like I'm spouting a pair of horns now.
Pacific Ring of Fire? Please, I've got the Pacific Ring of Sebum on my forehead.
[Note to self:I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS ADSFGFHJK]
That, and Thom Yorke's voice led me to make the connection.
So, how then, is love like a pimple?
If I have to keep another thought to myself, I might have an aneurysm.
A few days ago, I was up till around 2am again; listening to Radiohead, pondering. My circadian rhythm's shifted a bit, what with the last-minute cramming for exams and other things. I don't sleep much anymore.
But when I'm not sleeping, I'm thinking. So that's alright, I think.
And then I had this thought:
"Love is like a pimple."
Before you think, "Oh, moll is tripping balls yet again," let me tell you the whole story behind the thought:
Pimples have been on my mind a lot recently.
And on my forehead.
That's not to say they weren't there before; let's just say I look like I'm spouting a pair of horns now.
Pacific Ring of Fire? Please, I've got the Pacific Ring of Sebum on my forehead.
[Note to self:
That, and Thom Yorke's voice led me to make the connection.
So, how then, is love like a pimple?
- It happens when you least expect it to, and there's nothing you can do about it.
- Love is hormonal, to a large extent. So are pimples.
- If you mess around with either of the two, they leave nasty scars.
- One fine day, when you've finally learnt to accept that you're in love, or that you have a giant pimple on your face, it will disappear. Just like that. Poof.
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Speaking of love, I watched this on YouTube a while ago.
I was crying and grinning like an idiot at the same time. I shed big, fat tears at this point in the game too, and this brought back all of those emotions.
It's so perfect. ;w;
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Off out.
2 comments:
Perfect post is perfect.
You make me blush ;W;
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