Things That Annoy You (v.59)

[Wicked Witch]

STOP HATIN ON RUSSELL CROWE IN LES MISERABLES.

[Ashara]

When people confuse the spellings of aloud and allowed. :\

[hiatus.]

When people confuse the spellings of aloud and allowed. :\

or when people use 'alot'.
that's not even a wORD why.

[rennix velire]

People keep crying and spazzing out because of all my feels-inducing posts
What... what am I supposed to do with all these tears?
Collect them in jars and sell them?
Idek

[Tramone]

{when people don't seem to care about you

[Veja]

I want to start a roleplay, but I don't want to start a roleplay.

I want to make a roleplay, but I don't want to make a roleplay that nobody would join

Both of these. Completely.

[•Asi•]

{when people don't seem to care about you

I hate when people pretend to like me. i'd rather you fess up and say you don't like me than pretend you do.

[space oddity]

oh crap
I just read a major spoiler on tumblr.
here come the feels.
brace yourselves, everybody. vnv

[HABIT]

"I am backstage in Asbury Park, New Jersey. It is Saturday, May 19th, 2012 and I am pacing behind a massive black curtain that leads to the stage. I feel the breeze from the ocean find its way around me and I look down at my arms, which are covered in fresh gauze due to a losing battle with a heat rash, which had been a mysterious problem in recent months. I am normally not nervous before a show but I am certainly filled with angry butterflies most of the time. This is different- a strange anxiety jetting through me that I can only imagine is the sixth sense one feels before their last moments alive. My pupils have zeroed-out and I have ceased blinking. My body temperature is icy.
We get the cue to hit the stage.

The show is… good. Not great, not bad, just good. The first thing I notice take me by surprise is not the enormous amount of people in front of us but off to my left- the shore and the vastness of the ocean. Much more blue than I remembered as a boy. The sky is just as vibrant. I perform, semi-automatically, and something is wrong.
I am acting. I never act on stage, even when it appears that I am, even when I’m hamming it up or delivering a soliloquy. Suddenly, I have become highly self-aware, almost as if waking from a dream. I began to move faster, more frantic, reckless- trying to shake it off- but all it began to create was silence. The amps, the cheers, all began to fade.

All that what left was the voice inside, and I could hear it clearly. It didn’t have to yell- it whispered, and said to me briefly, plainly, and kindly- what it had to say.

What it said is between me and the voice."
-Gerard Way

Wow. I attended this. This was their last show. I remember thinking how great it was. It was a phenomenal show, or so I thought. It actually really bothers me that this was how he felt the entire time.

[Jhemalynn]

Can't find any good semi-lit roleplays that interest me.
Urg.
I don't wanna write my own stuff right now.
/shoves character thread/writing thread under a rug/