This morning I was buying myself some cup ramen and I was waiting in line at the grocery store and a nice old man was in front of me. He started it so I blame him.
"Good morning."
"Good morning, how are you?"
"I'm doing wonderfully, thank you. How are you?" being truthful and dead tired without morning coffee, I stare at my noodles.
"I really, really ( Read more... )

My name is Mel.
I'm a compulsive liar with a personality disorder.
I read Shakespeare and graphic novels.
I listen to dead Italian composers and living, screaming punks.
I play video games.
I fall out of fandoms within weeks and go through a depression whilst searching for a new one.
I cry and I laugh.
I hate myself and I love myself.
I come across as too ( Read more... )