Love hides in molecular structures.

[deppjc]

I'm obviously still here. The fact that mickey_rourke posted again made my whole life. If I could add him every day, I would. It's not that I have unnatural feelings for Mickey Rourke. I do respect the hell out of him, though. It's just that I'm on the edge and even greeting cards can plunge me into the depths of a depression today. I had a crushing moment when

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[paradis]

Picks your nose.

[deppjc]

The vessels in my bloodshot eyes are trying to make heart shapes.

[paradis]

I believe we shall venture over, soon.

[deppjc]

Thank fuck. Look at the pathos in my face sans you plural.

[anonymous]

This is the part where you pretend not to know who this is.

[deppjc]

Let's do the timewarp again.

[anonymous]

Yes. Let's do the timewarp again, and often. Preferably when the cat isn't looking.

[deppjc]

It really drives me insane.

[e_dushku]

All xanax ever did for me was put me into a state of insane conversational mode. I wouldn't shut up and it was unnecessary laughter all the time, I'd laugh so hard I'd cut off the oxygen to my brain and feel light headed and amazing for all of two seconds and then the fact that I was near to passing out would register in and I'd get antsy and scared and start rambling again. It's a never ending process. I much prefer to be a happy little rock.

I just watched a movie with Mickey Rourke the other day. The name just cockbombed right out of my head, but Matt Dillon was in it? Anyway, he's a pretty motherfucker, that guy.

How often do you do that mirror thing?

[deppjc]

Happy little rock is the phrase I would use to describe the ultimate state of bliss.

Googles.

Never, what?

[e_dushku]

Happy as a clam, happy as a lamb, happy as a...rock! Bes blissful.

A lot of people were in that movie and he was all hot and shit. Oh! There were fish, it's coming to me but slooooowly.

Oh that's at least thrice daily.

[deppjc]

Rock Cockbombed, beachcomber. Bes blissful.

Rumblefish! Oh man, Motorcyle Boy. Cries into shirtbuttons.

Scandals and lies, never more than twice. During filming.

[sienna_g]

The concentration camp for dead christmas trees has me curious. I'd offer something of substance and grit, but I rarely do that, so hello. I'm so pleased you are still you.

[deppjc]

It's such a terrible story. It makes my lip wobble a little. Substance and grit are good for driveways, but not required for conversation. Thank you, thank you.

[sienna_g]

Now I have a pout because of your wobble. Sigh sob. Good thing it isn't a requirement or I'd be doomed. Thank you.

[deppjc]

Wobble and pout. It's a buddy film waiting to happen. I doubt that doubt. Oh crap I nearly purred. I'm clearly in need of focus. Or would that be unclearly hence the need? I don't know. What?

[ojbloom]

I've been lurking in a very shitty mood. But I've saved a story to tell you. Yesterday I got kidnapped by the polyphonic spree. Well, a 'branch' of them, at least.

Now excuse me while I think up something anonymous.

[deppjc]

Poor shitty mood lurking sword wielding threat making Brit of ill repute. Just like a cherry cola.

Use asterisks. It's special anonyfun.

[ojbloom]

Aw. Now that was darling, it was. You're such a charming little sociable psychosomatic small-handed silly face! Yes you are!

You can't ask that of me, Mister Depp. I'm very protective of my asties.

[deppjc]

Psychosomatic?? PSYCHOSOMATIC?? Splain. Tap tap tap.

Your asties is nasties, palio.