( Kurt’s eyes open; he blinks once, twice, trying to get used to the dim light of his apartment. His alarm is softly playing a recorded track of ocean waves, and the noises of New York echo around it. His hand snakes out through the sheets, ghosting along to find Blaine’s with the tip of his fingers.Collapse )
( You're Falling ApartCollapse )
Isn't that a little pretentious?
Do I really need notifications when I change my icon or whatever?
Because that's strange.
I should know when I changed it. I changed it. Ya know?
It feels so weird starting with a fresh slate, a new name, no one knowing who I am.
Unless you're especially creepy and found me somewhere.
Don't know how you'd do that. This is extremely undercover. Only semi-sharing a username with one other account.
It's like I'm a secret agent. I could be someone completely different than who I am on other sites. Over there, I'm one person... but here I could be anyone.
Until my lack of ability to stay anonymouse kicks in and I tell everyone and their mother who I am.
Or up a link to tumblr.
So I'll sit here in my current anonymity. And try to figure this website out.
Because all I really wanted to do was fic. Read it and get updates on when the WIPs I stupidly allowed myself to get sucked into get a new chapter.
And maybe post some of my own because, yeah.
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