Dear Virtual Diary (a.k.a Blog),
I wonder what the meaning of our relationship is?
Is our relationship like Walter White's relationship to baking blue crystal? In other words, is our relationship like an uncontrollable and compulsive urge? Or, is our relationship more like Ariel's desire to be part of the human world? In other words, is our relationship a desperate attempt to escape a suppressing reality? Or, maybe, our relationship is more like Anakin Skywalker's relationship to the dark side? What I mean is, maybe our relationship is a desperate attempt to change a future that we can't truly predict. All of these maybes are making my head spin at the speed of hyperdrive.
Upon deep reflection, I know for sure, our relationship is like Doc's relationship to the DeLorean. An experimental leap of faith. A crazy hunch that you will be a fully functioning time-machine. After all, you will be the vehicle to my past for my future-self. I will look at you, one day in the far future, and surge down memory lane. I'll probably surge at a whopping 88 mph, of course.
No matter what our relationship may mean, I know for sure that I am secretly obsessed with you like Helga is obsessed with Arnold. You give me an outlet to vent and an opportunity to escape into my own little world like Alice does into her wonderland.
But, I should stop here because at this point I'm word vomiting non-sense like Cady Heron who can't stop vomiting trash about Regina George.
And that's all I have to say about that. So, I'll leave you with some photos of me playing in a gumpy forest.
P.S. Share this post with your friends if you picked up on every single reference!
[o u t f i t]
dress; Forever 21
shoes; Topshop
purse; Nordstrom
tassel key chain; Steve Madden
rings; Pandora, Ritani, Tiffany & Co.
bracelet; Pandora
tattoo choker; Forever 21
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