Post | AJAY9979

Random Topics; Imposter's Reverse Psychology Edition

Stop! Turn back! read no further! The path ahead is far too squalid and unkempt for a personage of your noble stature to endure. Your good humor shall never survive in this dangerously ersatz bat-cave of stolen style, spurious purportions and tediumanctimonious treachery. Please, for the love of almighty pizzaz, return from whenst ye came! ... ******** ..... Still here? really? are you sure? Well then, if you're certain I can't implore your higher reasoning on the matter... Very well. (Don't say you haven't been cautioned against it, my incorrigible compadres.) In that case, without further ado, you are tasked by your own perilous curiosity to DEFINITELY NOT write on one, some, all, or none of the following randibulously randsome randunctiousses: 1) reverse reverse psychology. 2) There's more than one way to box a gox, but I wouldn't say there's more than sixty four. 3) anthropomorphize anthropomorphism; how does it feel about being used in this manner? 4) Indelibly delectable dialects. 5) paradoxical perplexities of pooled procrastination provisions. 6) radical revision of dietary practices and subsequent irascibility. 7) the contents of Ray Harryhausen's pockets. 8) nerdism police in the golden age of pocket protecting. 9) The unlikely escape of the maniacal Snood-Fondler. 10) Appetites eh? can't live with em, can't live without em. 11) the bubble that refused to burst. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ yuuup yip yip yip... I guess that's kersplat. Take heed of your senses and have not at it! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "We reach land at noon. Then you can fill your bellies until they grumble as much as your tongues."

AJAY9979

72 reads

"What more do you want?" he whispered, clutching at the asphalt.

She stood before him, tentacles wiggling. I giggle, eliciting an angry look. I don't do anime easily. The ADHD medicine was wearing off for the night but I didn't want to tell him I was sleepy. I wanted to spend as much time as possible in this little weekend of March with this boy I found and decided I loved. Pathetic, I know. The anime kept playing, but there was no focusing on it. I was more focused on what it will feel like in March. Three months from now feels so short for me. I bite my tongue and check my phone again. He already broke up with me, yet the delusional part of me brushed it off.

Maybe he meant it though, the irrational parts think. He's not too busy; I was just too much. I always do this, I lament to my therapist days later. I just am not sure why I drive people away. Maybe I just get too attached based on spiritual feelings. Maybe I'm just hungry for love and will take it from whoever will give it to me. I want to ask but I can't text again today. There's no reason to. There's no excuse to ask a question that needs no answer. I'd rather sit in the dark with my thoughts, those thoughts that think to March when I meet him for the first time, if I meet him at all.

The anime flashes red on my face as the main character, Izuku I think, sends blood splattering. Maybe I should be paying attention. I wish I was laying n his chest, pretending to watch the TV when I'm really focused on his scent. Yeah, that'll make someone stay. "What do you smell like?" God I'm weird. I've been told people like me for that. He seemed to like me for that... I wonder why I'm even trying with this anime. I'm sure there are other things to talk about. I almost write stalk. Am I stalker for trying to relate to someone? Is this not normal?

The credits roll on a cliffhanger, and it's bedtime. I don't want to go still, even though I'm alone in the dark. My mind is racing. The what-ifs are sitting on my chest suffocating me. What if that bubble really has burst and it's over? What if when I go in March, he says no to meeting me? What if I have done it again and ruined everything all over again? The bubble around me shrinks, trapping me with me thoughts, but when I wake up, I realize it hasn't broken, or even been scratched. Does that make me hopeful or delusional, and will I really have to wait three months to know?