Dad and I were talking while I played Saints Row and he heard Viola and said “Where have I heard that voice?” So I told him it was Sasha Grey. A look of understanding came upon him, followed by horror. In that terrible moment, he knew that I knew who Sasha Grey was, and I knew that he’d seen some of her work.
To this day, we refuse to acknowledge the exchange.
today a dude slammed my finger on accident because he was closing a metal drawer i had my fingers in and i was on drive through and i literally screamed into the headset and the lady just kept ordering her drink as i was trying to hush down three different LOUD MEN SAYING “OH MY GOD WHAT DID HE DO TO YOUR HAND”
I really do mean it. I’m not the type of person to only say those 3 words when i need something from you. If I tell you that I miss you, it means that you mean a lot to me. Not only does it mean that you have positively impacted my life, but it also means that i want you to stay. I know people come and go, and that’s life, but I’m going to be honest, I want you to stay in my life.