Don't judge me please. I just got my grades and am pulling A's and one B (Chemistry, you and I are NOT FRIENDS EVER) and that plus trying to write new stuff (because you know, people keep talking about how 'write everyday' is all 'yay good' and I want to be 'yay good' so .... don't hate me? Please?) is eating me alive.
Not that the scale has registered that.
-stares at post-
-rolls eyes at self and debates deleting everything-
Anyway. The original point of this was that I am in love with this cover.
In fact, I might marry it. And considering I am not into marrying inanimate things -- plus, you know, it's a chick on the cover -- that means a lot.
Dear Celestial Being of Choice: For my birthday, I wanna look like that.
I know there are a ton of people covers out there, but what can I say, I love this one.
I like the pretty.
And I just wasted your time to look at a cover and read my rambles.
-offers you ninja knife- Feel free to stab me. *
OOH. Or better yet.
Use one of these.
*I mean cyber stab, obviously. -eyes you nervously-
Here. Go watch Vampire Diaries. Or, just stare at him.
More later. Possibly with substance attached.