Mum
“YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND HIM LIKE I DO,” I scream about my favorite fictional character as I sob into a mountain of food and curl up into a ball and spontaneously combust.
DAVID TENNANT BROUGHT THE TORCH DRESSED UP AS THE DOCTOR AND LIT THE FIRE AND THEN THE SMOKE OF THE FIRE TURNED INTO THE DARK MARK AND HE RIPPED OFF HIS CLOTHES AND REVEALED THAT HE IS BARTY CROUCH JR AND THEN A BUNCH OF DEATH EATERS APPEAR AND THEN IN FLIES THE ORDER AND THE DEFEAT THE DEATH EATERS AND LET THE GAMES BEGIN
Why do I continue to play the Kingdom Hearts games?
Why do I continue to watch the depressing J-dramas?
I know that these things will make me feel shitty. I don’t enjoy feeling shitty, but I still watch them. Common sense, dear, where did you run off to?
But really. I want to curl up and cry an average of 4-6 times per KH game (It gets worse as I make it through the games, I’m sure). It’ll only get worse. There’s no way it will end well for all the characters I like (unless they do something about Roxas and Ventus.) But each time, I crave the games, the stories they provide.
As for J-dramas… “Oh, this one looks like it will partially rip my heart out (so maybe I can still feel everything), grind it into salt, dunk it in citric acid and shove it back into my ribcage with a bitter-sweet ending. Lets watch this one!” WHY do I do it?
Maybe this is the only way I can get a real dose of emotion…

noactuallywerejustgoodfriends:
KJHKLGHDKLFHGLKDFGJKHKLDFHGKLDF
…I read it in his voice.
and with his exact same articulation
[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJ-QLl5qjLg&feature=related
Two Steps From Hell—Archangel]





