Confessions · 8:32pm Feb 22nd, 2014
... is it weird that I haven't seen any of season four yet? Like, none? Zip. Zilch. Zero.
I forget what I wish to remember and remember what I wish to forget.
... is it weird that I haven't seen any of season four yet? Like, none? Zip. Zilch. Zero.
As you all probably know, I'm the kind of person who has way too many ideas and too little time/inspiration to continue each one individually. Most of my stories haven't been updated in months, and I am here to amend that! Well, slightly.
I need you to choose one of the stories listed below to update! It won't necessarily be today, but definitely in the near future.
I am in a sad mood. Not because of anything in particular, I just feel like crying or writing something that would hopefully induce crying. After putting on some tear-worthy music, I have mentally prepared myself to write something sad.
I'm ready.
Yeah, I was bored and sick today (what is with me and getting sick on Mondays? I'm like freaking Garfield) so instead of doing some well-needed studying I decided to chat with my friends and make an Ask blog on Tumblr. But Gabby, that is boring and unoriginal and you can't do art. I hear you say. Shh. I know. But I did it anyway.
I'm sorry, I'm posting way too many blogs.
Okay, so I'm not usually too afraid of spiders, unless they drop down on my unsuspecting head in the middle of class (true story). I'm always 'that girl' who isn't too squeamish and will usually offer to remove the spider from your desk and escort it outside. I am especially tolerant of Daddy Long-Legs spiders, because theyare so common and so very harmless. I pick them up all the time and laugh at how awkward their giant legs are.
I wrote a quick little one-shot to oil my writing gears, and I was hoping you guys could give it some love?
Hello everyone! I'll be on for quite a bit of the day when I'm not busy having naps. I woke up today with an upset stomach, but went to school anyway because my school is the kind that will murder you if you miss class -- even for good reason. When i got there, however, it became apparent that I should've not gone to school.
According to the infamous Urban Dictionary, these are the two definitions of me:
Gabrielle
The most awesome girl in the world. Someone you have known for a long time and have secretly been in love with for what seems like forever, then she's yours and your the most lucky guy in the world and become a little too protective over her, but it's all good
Gabrielle is sexy!!!!!!
Gabby
Right from the start
I was a pawn that played my part
and hid behind the shadows of the King.
And on my knees, bowing down,
I touched my lips to the frozen ground
and hoped and prayed for the thaw of Spring.
But Winter came and went again
and froze your heart, my heartless friend,
and shut your eyes so you could not see my pain.
I watched you stumble, crying aloud
beneath a wisp of ashen cloud,
and from it came the first drop of the rain.
Hello Internet. I really need a hug.
Things suck right now, and since it mostly has to do with my friends, I feel inclined to turn to you guys. So I'm sorry in advance for posting this. I'm too selfish to deal with the pain I am inevitably feeling that I instead choose to unload it here, perhaps so I can feel some sympathy from the unsuspecting populous.