December 2011
After a concert.
Everyone: They were so good live weren't they? Very very good show, shame about all the screaming, could barely hear them! But they are so amazing, I'm so happy I got to see them live!
Me: WE WERE IN THE SAME ROOM! THEY WERE BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS ME, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!?!?!?!? THEIR AIR IS INSIDE ME, WE ARE CONNECTED! WE SHOULD WE BE MARRIED! AND DID YOU SEE THEIR CLOTHES?!?! THEY'RE SO PRETTY I WANT TO DIE, GOD SAVE MY SOUL SOMEBODY HOLD ME! THEY ARE SO PERFECT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO AND DID YOU HEAR THEM SING THAT SONG AND THEIR VOICES WERE JUST SO PERFECT AND THEN THEY GOT CHANGED AND I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE END OF MY LIFE COS THEY ARE JUST SO PRETTY AND PERFECT AND MY WHOLE BRAIN IS CRYING, I CANT BREATH I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME. AND THEY LIKE WAVED AT OUR AREA, SO I THINK THEY SAW ME AND NO THEY KNOW I EXIST WE CAN GET MARRIED!!! IT SHOULD BE IN THE SPRING BECAUSE THEN IT WONT BE TOO HOT OR COLD AND WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS DAY AS THE DAY WE MET AND FELL IN LOVE, BECAUSE THEY KNOOOOOOOOOWWWW MEEEEE! THIS IS THE BEST AND WORST MOMENT OF MY LIFE, DON'T MAKE ME GO. NOTHING WILL EVER BEAT THIS DAY, THE REST OF MY LIFE WILL BE A DISAPPOINTMENT AFTER THIS JUST KILL ME NOW AND LET ME DIE HAPPY!
“In dreams you don’t need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all....”
– Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via knockturn)
