Amber. Twenty one. Friendly. Timidly outgoing. Nocturnal. Allergic to everything. Speaks too properly. Afflicted with a severe case of wanderlust. A copious amount of silliness is likely to be found on my blog.
- joins tumblr to pass time
- becomes a radical feminist
|Anonymous: I had a lot of questions but I narrowed it down to these.. 3, 15, 24, 30, 33, 34, 41, 43. I tried to get it down to 5 but I just ended up adding more ><|
3. What if I told you that you were pretty?
I would be flattered and thank you!
15. Is it hard for you to get over someone?
It depends on the person. Once it took me five years to get over someone. Another time it didn’t even take a month.
24. Are you good at hiding your feelings?
30. How is your heart lately?
Weary. Still churning out the proper amounts of blood though, so I can’t quite complain.
33. What do people call you?
Some people call me the space cowboy. Some call me the gangster of love.
34. Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?
41. Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected?
single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected
43. Have you ever regretted kissing someone?
For my health and nutrition class, I had to record what I’ve eaten for the past two days and then have everything analyzed based on the food groups, calories, and nutrients I’ve ingested. The problem is that since I am dying of strep throat, my diet these past few days has literally only been tuna fish, ramen, and gatorade and so my nutrition reports are atrocious. The teacher is going to think I am malnourished and subsequently fail me, what do I do
|Anonymous: DON'T DIE, AMBER! DON'T DIE! I wish I could be sick instead of you :( If this faithful anon can do anything to make your sick time less horrible, just request it! Not sure what I can offer though.. more bad drawings? Maybe a poorly written short story of your choosing? Anything you can think of! If it'll help you through these trying times, let me know and I'll give it my best shot! :( Feel better soon :(|
Awwww, why thank you anon! Your concern is much appreciated. I’m still bedridden, but at least I have a doctor’s appointment set up for tomorrow and hopefully that means I’ll be able to eat again soon. My throat is so sore that I can’t successfully swallow any solid food, sigh. :c
|Anonymous: This sounded like something you might say.. "I want someone to look at me the way I look at bacon." Accurate?|
Very, very accurate. That would be indicative of only the most pure, unconditional love imaginable.
|Anonymous: I need a book suggestion. Aaaand, go!|
The last book I read was “The Ocean at the End of the Lane” by Neil Gaiman. It’s not for everybody, but it’s short and I found it intriguing enough.
Snails Kiss On Cherries [photo by Vyacheslav Mishchenk]
THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT MY LIFE TO BE
So in other news my body decided to self destruct out of nowhere and I have been lying in bed all day with a 102 degree fever and can’t move because my muscles are so sore, why is this happening