to be loved, to be loved

[angelgazing]

My phone has decided to randomly stop sending me text messages. Not all of them, just sometimes. I don't know if it hates me, or hates twitter, or both.

I've accomplished absolutely nothing today, because I was too busy reading Arthur/Eames fic to, you know, do homework or write. I think I'm broken. Arthur/Eames broke me. Or, no, they are just the latest party drug and I need to be broken from them. I DON'T KNOW, PLEASE SEND HELP.

(Hahaha, I'm watching movie with JGL, and just typed "PLEASE SEND HIM." I will, in fact, accept deliveries of either of those things.)

Also, also, also, someone should tell me what to do with this silly comment fic, because I'm stuck on it. :( I JUST WANT EAMES TO PLAY WITH ARTHUR'S HAIR. WHY DOES IT HAVE TO GET COMPLICATED?

Comments

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

HIS FRIENDS CALL HIM JOE GORDON. THE NUMBER OF HEARTS THAT STUPID FACT PUTS INTO MY EYES JUST CANNOT BE EXPRESSED OUTSIDE OF INTERPRETIVE HAND GESTURES AND ASTRONOMICAL FIGURES.

lololol Metaphorical pigtails! He just likes it when Eames plays with his hair and pulls on it a little bit, is all.

[imagines.livejournal.com]

HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS. ARE YOU READING INTERVIEWS AND NOT LINKING ME?? hey, that fits the meter

I like it when Eames plays with his hair and pulls it. nngh why aren't you writing it again?

[angelgazing.livejournal.com]

I READ THAT AGES AGO. ARE YOU SURE YOU HAVEN'T READ IT? I THINK IT WAS EITHER GQ OR DETAILS. ONE OF THE AWESOME INTERVIEWS OF AWESOME.

I also like it when Eames plays with his hair and pulls it! But then it got all stalled, and you should read the one I recced today, because she wrote it way, way better than I ever could. Well, without the pulling. Just. Um. IDK WORDS AREN'T WORKING FOR ME.