the day is january 1st, 3009. a group of humans listen to boom boom pow. when fergie says that she is so 3008 they all stand shocked and realise. fergie is now behind the times. fergie herself has become 2000 and late. this is unbelievable news to the humans. hours later the planet descends into war and chaos.
- Friend: what time do you usually go to bed?
- Me: 10:30ish sometimes 4
It’s the easiest thing in the world for me to say because I only say it when I mean it and I love easily. I care about a lot of people. But the hardest thing for me to admit to someone, especially someone who’s already broke my heart, is that I miss them. That’s the ultimate point of vulnerability. That’s putting all your fucking feelings on the table with the risk that you won’t be taken seriously or you’ll look weak. I can’t stand being weak. I can’t tell you I miss you without feeling it all the way down to my gut. I can’t admit it when I want because it doesn’t mean anything to you. I have a feeling I don’t mean anything to you either.