((Author Notes: Bleeeeh... want sleep... no moar skool... ;A; ))
Viva La Explosions
May I begin by saying my world just exploded?
And by exploded I mean everything became perfect magically. Like all of a sudden you knew exactly what I am and I knew exactly what you are and it all just came together in an amazing rainbow of awesome.
And then I remembered that nothings ever perfect and there's no way that you this perfect moment could be actually happened. Then I remembered that I was misunderstanding the situation.
A very big part of me begged to pretend just pretend that I wasn't misunderstanding anything I could really be held by what I wanted more than anything.
I told the beggar that I wasn't a chooser and sunk into a confusion that only comes with being unsure how to respond to a situation.
Before I couldn't investigate my thoughts were derailed by the sound of the one that you did look at.
"What the fuck, Jewfag?"
((Ending Notes: Wh00t! Fail cliffhanger!
...on a side note, is it just me or does writing Cartman's dialogue irritate anyone else? x3; I dunno, I just despise writing racist/anti-Semitic/bigot... etc shit just on principle. So writing Cartman's vocab is always kinda hard for meh ;A;
-Muse falling asleep.))