how can this be
every sense screams
nothing to touch
yet stacked against the heart
Sick of the Taylor Kitsch pics? Too bad. No, seriously, I need to make use of the screencaps I do and I know there has to be someone out there who might at least be amused by the way I like to add pics that have no bearing on the post. Yes?
Then there’s Henry. I’m dividing my screencapping time between him and Kitsch. Well, that’s what I tell myself but looking back at my most recent screencaps, I see an alarming amount of Kitsch caps. Oops.
In other news, my latest story has slowed down a bit. I’m not sure why I keep writing about characters who meet, go way too fast intimately, and then realize that it’s LOVE. I know life doesn’t work that way yet I keep writing about characters who seem to live that way. What the heck? Oh well, such is the way my mind works.