I think romantic chemistry is instant AND evolving. And I have given someone plenty of chances. But I can say that I don't regret it. And I've never fallen in love with someone I didn't want at first. I can understand not really liking someone at first and then those feelings change. You start to respect them, then you care about them, and then ultimately you realize that you're in love with them.

Livejournal likes to keep bugging me about how long I haven't posted so...

I'm alive.

Thank you for your consideration.

I love you.

That is all.

I wrote this two days ago in my other journal. Locked so that only he could see it, in case he wanted to comment. Not that he would. But anyway, I feel like what I wrote should be here too.

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We'll see if anything comes out of it...

So, it's... 3:19 in the morning and I'm here. At my school. In my pajamas. Weird. I know. ( Read more... )

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...

Shame on me.

Well, as of right now... I'm procrastinating, but I figured I'd at least update my LiveJournal.

Title:  But It's Better if You Don't
Author: exoh_dee and geets_panic 
Status: Unfinished (Part 2/?)
Rating: I'm just gonna say PG13 for now
Fandom: PATD (and possibly a few other cameos)
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape, or form.
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Ryan Ross
POV: First (Brendon's) 
Summary: "It’s these substandard motels on the (la la la la la) corner of forth and Freemont street..."
Warnings: Slash, language

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Title:  But It's Better if You Don't
Author: exoh_dee and geets_panic 
Status: Unfinished
Rating: I'm just gonna say PG13 for now
Fandom: PATD (and possibly a few other cameos)
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape, or form.
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Ryan Ross
POV: First (Brendon's) 
Summary: "It’s these substandard motels on the (la la la la la) corner of forth and Freemont street..."
Warnings: Slash, language
Author Notes: In case you were curious, me and geets_panic  went back and forth on this. First I would write, then she would. I've sectioned them off with *'s, but it doesn't affect how you read the story in any way. (Although you may notice the change in certain word spellings. She's English, I'm American, it's gonna happen. LOL.)

Vegas, baby.

 

The city of lights.

 

The city of sin.

 

The place I’ve always called home…

 

It’s these substandard motels on the (la la la la la) corner of forth and Freemont street,

Appealing only ‘cause they’re just that unappealing.

Any practiced Catholic would cross themselves upon entering.

The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,

And the habit of decomposing right before your very (la la la la) eyes.

 

 

( Along with the people inside… )

 

It's been a while. And ccording to LiveJournal it's been about 12 weeks! Yikes. I've really missed LJ but I think I've grown out of a few things, passed some phases. I'm more than likely going to clean out my list of communities. I barely read anything on here anymore. I mean, it's always nice to stay updated, but when I only seem to come on here every so often, it's pretty useless.

I'm bringing it back to what I used this journal for way back when. As a journal. A way to vent and to just type away whatever was on my mind. That's not to say I won't be writing off on a tangent every once in a while, but for the most part I'm going to try and stay loyal to keeping this journal as my way of expression. Aside from the mandatory kind that I have to do for college. (The Art Institue of Washington is a timesuck btw.)

So, if you want to delete me, fine. It doesn't matter. At least I'm giving you a heads up. Okay, well now that that's out of the way I need to go wake up my boyfriend from his nap. Mwahahahaha.

-xo