here’s the clincher. sometimes i convince myself boring people are interesting because i’ve already filled in the blanks of what i don’t know about them with totally scintillating amazing captivating things.
why? why would one do this? because i think they are SECRETLY groundbreaking people with BORING fronts so no one will catch on and cash in on their little prize-pig lives.
like no one would actually be this empty and dull, right? right? riiiight?
WRONG. and yet, i still can’t get it into my dry crumbly left-my-playdoh-out-too-long brain.
i still am hooked on their every *yawn streeeeeetch zzzzzzzzzzz* move.
OH! he just took a sip of water. i’m wide awake again.
THIS IS WHY I CAN’T GET ANYWHERE IN LIFE. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
i am obsessed with two-faced snoozey mcnyquils.