I always swore that there was NO fucking way. I was a pure industrial/darkwave/EMB type of gal. But then... fuck! Those puppies do horrible things to you. ::sobs in the corner::
I've had both happen, but muse-cum-musical-obsession is the most common. So people? If you want me to share your musical obsessions, the secret is to write me slash! :D
I'll hold out as long as I can, though. In spite of the Infant singing Bye Bye Bye and It's Gonna Be Me at me at all hours of the day and night. I will go down kicking and screaming. (But go down I will, I'm afraid. Sigh.)
Right. So tell me that while you were typing those last two lines there, you weren't picturing Chris saying that. Like, to Joey, in reference to Juju's heated pursuits of Chris.
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I think I need more sleep.
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