yeah, i don't know

[harborshore]

I didn't want to be right when I wrote that story. I was writing it so I would get the sheer possibility of it out of my head. It was good to write it, because I managed to give Bob and Brian a happy ending, but fuck, I really didn't want to be right. Goddammit. I don't know what to say about this. I don't even know how I feel about this.

I have a number of favorite things about Bob. The list starts like this:

1. He rescues dogs.

2. He's seriously fucking good at what he does.







Feel free to continue in comments. Videos, photos, favorite things about Bob. That's what I'd like to talk about today. Also, I need a hug. Who wants to have a cuddle party?

Comments

[x_dark_siren_x]

Oh, no, just. Fuck off all to hell.

What in the hell happened?

That's it. I give up. I fucking give up.

*glares in the vaguest direction of Panic* No more drummers, okay? I cannot handle any more drummers.

;_____; I just. Really. What the hell happened?

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I don't fucking know, but I was way too on with that story of mine to be comfortable. FUCK.