Um.
So this is supposed to be very dreamy-swoony but A) if I woke up and there were strings all around me and over me I would have a serious panic attack, and B) the blood-colored spider web of words at the end looks more like a death threat than some romantic marriage proposal.
But maybe that's just me?
Also? The concept is called Love injections? Really?
(found via The Hairpin)
Dude WORD on all of this. Every bit of this is creepy, even that writing-obsessed bedspread. If I want to look at a Word file, I'll look at a Word file. Crazzzzy.
ReplyDeleteI know, right? I already have enough sleep-murdering anxiety about writing, the last thing I need is to have some taunting reminder literally blanketing me every evening. The bed is a safe space, dammit!
ReplyDeleteAlso, if she can afford an apartment like that she can afford her own pajamas, amiright?
ReplyDeleteOh man, the wheels are a-turnin'!!
ReplyDeleteThe other thing about this is that it reminded me so much of myself, like when I wake up in the morning and my eyes don't have eye crud all over them and my mouth isn't glistening with drool. I just casually lift the duvet up towards my nose to indicate how pleased and excited I am to start the next day's adventure. Then I lovingly tread on my well-lotioned feet towards the giant spider web of death that has been constructed for me, and the ransom note of spider marriage that I peruse, and, with a gleam in my eye, silently accept.
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