You could buy all their CDs… You could buy T shirts…. You could buy signed posters… You could buy the Legacy DVD…. You could buy blue and gray dye for your hair… You could buy pomegranates… You could buy cardboard cutouts of the band… You could take pictures with the band… YOU COULD BUY CLONES OF…
I don't know. I don't know. Again, I'm not sayin' those fanfics are right--but the pictures I've seen--it doesn't look like you're hating me, first off. And second off, I'm preeetty sure? that that hate is just latent sexual tension.
*is distracted and set on fire* Ow!
If I knew what latent meant, that would have more impact.
I’m alone, surrounded by a crowd of friends. My ears hear nothing but the stories that don’t include me, my eyes see nothing but the people turned away, and my hands feel the cold that comes from having no one around to just give me a hug. That’s a ll I really want… a hug… and someone to be there when they say they will, even if I push them away.