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Jan. 13th, 2011 06:03 pmAnd cue my first emotional melt-down at arisia. I'm sitting in the mezzanine, with Purple's stuff and feeling hideously awkward and out of place. I'm hot flashing, I don't know anyone, I'm already tired and kind of freaked out, my throat hurts and I want to go home. And the con hasn't even started.
Maybe seeing Light will make things better. Maybe I should go spend some time in my hotel room.
I'll be fine, I'll figure out to fake it. I dig these holes, I make these beds, I frost these cakes, and I sow the hell out of my social awkwardness. I might as well buck up and reap it. Or at least stop crying in the mezzanine.
Maybe seeing Light will make things better. Maybe I should go spend some time in my hotel room.
I'll be fine, I'll figure out to fake it. I dig these holes, I make these beds, I frost these cakes, and I sow the hell out of my social awkwardness. I might as well buck up and reap it. Or at least stop crying in the mezzanine.