falling_voices | i'm pretty sure it's not normal. or maybe it is. i dunno.

So there's online!Sara: writing plenty, ridiculously excited about a number of totally unrelated things, dabbling in lotsa new fandoms and generally pretty fucking happy, thanks.

And there's rl!Sara: horribly confused about uni paperwork, even more horribly confused about uni as a general theme, fighting through family matters of various sizes (ranking from Oh snap my great grand mother's heritage is making everyone miserable why is everyone such a dick to Yes dad, I'm writing fanfiction, jesus christ, it's been five years, let it go), oh, and my last pair of thighs just ripped. Right over the heel.

It's not even a case of HOMGFANDOMHASBECOMEMOREIMPORTANTTHANRL! because, uh. I'm not even online all that much. And my life out there just keeps gatecrashing me anyway.

The result feels like a weird mix between PMS and vodka. IDK. By this point? I'm just confused.

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Extended metaphors FTW! XD

Seriously? I thought I was the only one suffering this form of insanity. I mean, we've all known each other how long? Like, somewhere between 2 and 4 years, right? I think if someone on here was some sweaty perverty, we would've caught them by now! Not to mention, I seen pictures of sa (from when she dressed up to see that Twilight movie, you know, New Moon?) I really don't think creepers dress up like Twilight vampires and then take goofy pictures with their friends. *hugs back*

In other news, no fair, I want to go to Paris too!!! *wail*

i'm pretty sure it's not normal. or maybe it is. i dunno.

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