The Process of Becoming

Nanna Juul Lanng. 21. Woman. Danish. Cat lover. Writer. Bibliophile. Vegetarian. Feminist. Autistic.

EVERY TIME THE PHONE RINGS

ME:

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Please don't be someone important.

ME:

Nooo, I don't want to pick up the phone!!

ME:

OMGWHY?!

ME:

Why don't they hang uuuuup?

ME:

*sobs uncontrollably*

ME:

WHY DON'T THEY FRICKIN' TEXT ME? T__T

ME:

I can't be that bad. It's just talking.

ME:

BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY!

ME:

... I should take this... someone could be dead!

ME:

- but picking up won't bring them back to life.

ME:

Maybe they have something for me...

ME:

Maybe they just want to tell me they love me!

ME:

That's so sweet.

ME:

I really am rather awesome.

ME:

Okay, picking up!

ME:

*picks up*

CALLER:

Hi, it's ----- how are you?

ME:

...

ME:

...I CAN'T WORDS!

  • 31 May 2012
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