I’m just remembering standing in line at the Evanescence meet and greet on Friday and almost crying with happiness as the band walked over. There’s so much I wish I’d said to them instead of the stuff they hear all the time. I hope I get the chance to meet them again one day.
a documentary based on the life of that guy who cleans up porn sets
My internet problem has got to the point where I want to write TL;DR instead of “in conclusion” on my essays.