"She got a discusted look on her face- it go aquward after that night more so than it already was."
HEY ELIZA CAN I BE BET34&A FOR UR&4556 BAD SELF-IN456SERT MY CHEM FICS??!22?!? :DDDDDDD
FROM HUMBLE BEGINNINGS:
She stared at what appeared to be the lead singer for what felt like 5 miniuts. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She couldn..x26..x2363..x3bt quit staring at the picture. She glanced at the band name and smiled at how clever and perfect it was..x26..x2363..x3b.. Black Pajama Party.
SUBTLE.
She liked the music ok but loved the bands esthetic
One day one of the bands asked for haircuts and everything snowballed after that. She soon built up a reputation and never traveled anywhere without her shears. She grew a love affair with cutting hair and excelled at it. Emma felt on top of the world doing what she wanted to do, hair for musicians...x3cbr..x3e ..x3cbr..x3eThe band that she loved was doing well. They had since released a new record and it was taking off.
She marched back to where the busses were with the force of 1,000 armies.
BUT FROM THE START, IT SEEMS SOMEONE WASN'T TAKEN WITH EMMA.
She walked up to him, leaving her friend behind. Emma struck up a conversation with him and he looked at her very unimpressed with her shtick. Emma decided to level with the kid and said, Look, I wanna tell your lead singer...x26..x2363..x3b..x26..x2363..x3b....x26..x2363..x3b and under her breath she said what she planned on saying. He laughed and said he would be right back.
His tour manager came out a few times to check on him and Emma loudly and with no shame said to basically leave them alone.
D:
'C'MON MAN'
She appoligized for being so forward although she wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt very sorry she figured it was ladie like to save some face. She filled the email with clever dark jokes he was sure to get and then she hit send.
"what do zombie cows eat?"
"graaaaiiins!"
His replies to her messages were spaced far apart and were speratic. Emma forced conversation on him and they developed quite a little friendship. One day she told him she loved to text and he asked for her number. One minute later she had a text from him in her inbox. She smiled, this Paul was odd but in the best possible way
Hum, she was perplexed, she had always assumed he was gay.
Apon further thought about the conversation she decided he had a crush on her due to the fact that he felt a need to say that he wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt trying to be a creep. He was a total creep, Emma loved it...
and then she got a whiff of a pungent that came over her shoulder and into her nose. Something in her head said turn around, it was him, it was Paul.
Paul and Emma were like two ships passing in the night that night.
Band members came in and out of the room as did the crew. They were never really charmed by Emma and acted almost put off that she was there. Later on one of the guys made a comment about Emma to Paul. He assured them they were just friends. He told the band and crew she was gay, she was not. Clever on his behalf...
Emma followed Paul into his room that he was sharing with his brother who was also in the band. His brother seemed oblivious to the fact that Emma and her friend were there.
:I
He was a gentalman, he gave the girls the bed and he slept on the floor.
The next time she went to see Paul she arrived armed with a vision for new hair for him. Emma called it ..x26..x2363..x3bthe blood of Christ...x26..x2363..x3b It was an upside down tear drop in the shade of blood red to sit on the top of his long hair.
It said how much he loved his hair and he said his newfound confidence was making him stand up straighter.
STRAIGHTER.
REALLY?
As he walked away her friends whispered about how he was in love with her, they could tell. It was how he looked at her. A crew member asked where Paul was and Emma told him Paul was on the phone with his girlfriend. He laughed and said, ..x26..x2363..x3bPaul..x26..x2363..x3b His girlfriend..x26..x2363..x3b.... yea right..x26..x2333..x3b..x26..x2363..x3b
LOLOL. :I
so what kind of under ware do you have on anyway.
SMOOTH.
In Emmas mind she thought, ..x26..x2363..x3b and good mourning to you jerk and p.s. YOUR HAIR SUCKS..
Emma also began to be partially exepted by the rest of the band. They never knew what to think of her really.
She knew not when they were to see each other again.
Emma in an act of rebellion towards herself took her signature platinum and multicolored hair to almost black.
Emma reached Pauls brother and didn..x26..x2363..x3bt even bother trying Paul. She and her friend got into the show and weren..x26..x2363..x3bt allowed backstage. Emma locked herself in the bathroom stall and cried hysterically for 20 miniuts. In retrospect, this would be known in her mind as when she started to crack, she actually wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt the same again...x3cbr..x3e ..x3cbr..x3eShe drove back home defeated that night. He had won. The next day over aim she let his brother have a piece of her mind. Emma explained herself and the situation and he begged her to come to the show the following day. How could she say no.
She begged of god to see his true colors and to be shown a sign that this long journey was over.
One day her already sick grandfather became very ill. Emma turned to the only place her heart would allow and begged paul to walk her through this. He knew of death rather well and her grandfather was about to pass. Paul held her hand and walked her through the motions.
On the night of her 6th sober birthday he logged online. Emma was trying to cut the hair of a band that was in town. He logged online just to tell her happy birthday and that he didn..x26..x2363..x3bt love her back. They fought for a few hours and ended the long night with jokes and flirting. After that she found a local doctor to help her with her mental state. Emma was convinced that she had made up the love affair with Paul in her head and that she was an obsessed fan about to crack. The doctor told her she was bi polar, not shocking.
Paul tried to work on his comics but frequently had his hands full with Emma never knowing which version of his love he would get. They were admittedly obsessed with each other. Unruly and in love.
Emma made the 10,000.00 move across the United States. She was on so many medications at this point that she drooled on herself, shook and couldn't connect thought. Miserable, her body and mind shut down. She prepared to die. A month after the move she took herself off of the medications because she hated the side effects.
Emma threw up and lost control. She screamed, "NO!" for hours and pulled her own hair out. She literally bashed her head into the wall near her bed. Emma cried for days so hard sometimes to the point where she would choke. She dug her own nails into the skin on her arms trying to rip her flesh off.
GERARD DELIVERS.
Los...what a great little convo we just had. I love hearing your voice...it makes my whole day better. I am so happy because of you...and so excited to be in L.A, living with you. I hope you are having fun on the trip and you are stopping at weird little truck stops and making putz...
I love you ever so...gonna hop in the shower...
xo
the bitty
FROM HUMBLE BEGINNINGS:
She stared at what appeared to be the lead singer for what felt like 5 miniuts. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She couldn..x26..x2363..x3bt quit staring at the picture. She glanced at the band name and smiled at how clever and perfect it was..x26..x2363..x3b.. Black Pajama Party.
SUBTLE.
She liked the music ok but loved the bands esthetic
One day one of the bands asked for haircuts and everything snowballed after that. She soon built up a reputation and never traveled anywhere without her shears. She grew a love affair with cutting hair and excelled at it. Emma felt on top of the world doing what she wanted to do, hair for musicians...x3cbr..x3e ..x3cbr..x3eThe band that she loved was doing well. They had since released a new record and it was taking off.
She marched back to where the busses were with the force of 1,000 armies.
BUT FROM THE START, IT SEEMS SOMEONE WASN'T TAKEN WITH EMMA.
She walked up to him, leaving her friend behind. Emma struck up a conversation with him and he looked at her very unimpressed with her shtick. Emma decided to level with the kid and said, Look, I wanna tell your lead singer...x26..x2363..x3b..x26..x2363..x3b....x26..x2363..x3b and under her breath she said what she planned on saying. He laughed and said he would be right back.
His tour manager came out a few times to check on him and Emma loudly and with no shame said to basically leave them alone.
D:
'C'MON MAN'
She appoligized for being so forward although she wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt very sorry she figured it was ladie like to save some face. She filled the email with clever dark jokes he was sure to get and then she hit send.
"what do zombie cows eat?"
"graaaaiiins!"
His replies to her messages were spaced far apart and were speratic. Emma forced conversation on him and they developed quite a little friendship. One day she told him she loved to text and he asked for her number. One minute later she had a text from him in her inbox. She smiled, this Paul was odd but in the best possible way
Hum, she was perplexed, she had always assumed he was gay.
Apon further thought about the conversation she decided he had a crush on her due to the fact that he felt a need to say that he wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt trying to be a creep. He was a total creep, Emma loved it...
and then she got a whiff of a pungent that came over her shoulder and into her nose. Something in her head said turn around, it was him, it was Paul.
Paul and Emma were like two ships passing in the night that night.
Band members came in and out of the room as did the crew. They were never really charmed by Emma and acted almost put off that she was there. Later on one of the guys made a comment about Emma to Paul. He assured them they were just friends. He told the band and crew she was gay, she was not. Clever on his behalf...
Emma followed Paul into his room that he was sharing with his brother who was also in the band. His brother seemed oblivious to the fact that Emma and her friend were there.
:I
He was a gentalman, he gave the girls the bed and he slept on the floor.
The next time she went to see Paul she arrived armed with a vision for new hair for him. Emma called it ..x26..x2363..x3bthe blood of Christ...x26..x2363..x3b It was an upside down tear drop in the shade of blood red to sit on the top of his long hair.
It said how much he loved his hair and he said his newfound confidence was making him stand up straighter.
STRAIGHTER.
REALLY?
As he walked away her friends whispered about how he was in love with her, they could tell. It was how he looked at her. A crew member asked where Paul was and Emma told him Paul was on the phone with his girlfriend. He laughed and said, ..x26..x2363..x3bPaul..x26..x2363..x3b His girlfriend..x26..x2363..x3b.... yea right..x26..x2333..x3b..x26..x2363..x3b
LOLOL. :I
so what kind of under ware do you have on anyway.
SMOOTH.
In Emmas mind she thought, ..x26..x2363..x3b and good mourning to you jerk and p.s. YOUR HAIR SUCKS..
Emma also began to be partially exepted by the rest of the band. They never knew what to think of her really.
She knew not when they were to see each other again.
Emma in an act of rebellion towards herself took her signature platinum and multicolored hair to almost black.
Emma reached Pauls brother and didn..x26..x2363..x3bt even bother trying Paul. She and her friend got into the show and weren..x26..x2363..x3bt allowed backstage. Emma locked herself in the bathroom stall and cried hysterically for 20 miniuts. In retrospect, this would be known in her mind as when she started to crack, she actually wasn..x26..x2363..x3bt the same again...x3cbr..x3e ..x3cbr..x3eShe drove back home defeated that night. He had won. The next day over aim she let his brother have a piece of her mind. Emma explained herself and the situation and he begged her to come to the show the following day. How could she say no.
She begged of god to see his true colors and to be shown a sign that this long journey was over.
One day her already sick grandfather became very ill. Emma turned to the only place her heart would allow and begged paul to walk her through this. He knew of death rather well and her grandfather was about to pass. Paul held her hand and walked her through the motions.
On the night of her 6th sober birthday he logged online. Emma was trying to cut the hair of a band that was in town. He logged online just to tell her happy birthday and that he didn..x26..x2363..x3bt love her back. They fought for a few hours and ended the long night with jokes and flirting. After that she found a local doctor to help her with her mental state. Emma was convinced that she had made up the love affair with Paul in her head and that she was an obsessed fan about to crack. The doctor told her she was bi polar, not shocking.
Paul tried to work on his comics but frequently had his hands full with Emma never knowing which version of his love he would get. They were admittedly obsessed with each other. Unruly and in love.
Emma made the 10,000.00 move across the United States. She was on so many medications at this point that she drooled on herself, shook and couldn't connect thought. Miserable, her body and mind shut down. She prepared to die. A month after the move she took herself off of the medications because she hated the side effects.
Emma threw up and lost control. She screamed, "NO!" for hours and pulled her own hair out. She literally bashed her head into the wall near her bed. Emma cried for days so hard sometimes to the point where she would choke. She dug her own nails into the skin on her arms trying to rip her flesh off.
GERARD DELIVERS.
Los...what a great little convo we just had. I love hearing your voice...it makes my whole day better. I am so happy because of you...and so excited to be in L.A, living with you. I hope you are having fun on the trip and you are stopping at weird little truck stops and making putz...
I love you ever so...gonna hop in the shower...
xo
the bitty