FicWad: fresh-picked original and fan fiction

Categories > Original > Poetry

Bombilate With Care

We need to see our mirrors. We really need to watch our eyes. We should just walk away from this disguise. But can you blame us?

Category: Poetry - Rating: PG - Genres: Angst - Characters:  - Published: 2013/03/12 - Updated: 2013/03/12 - 234 words

Reviews

• Bombilate With Care

  (#) BipolarUnicorn 2013-03-12 11:38:04 PM

  I fucking love the detail in your poems. Gah.
  I like this one, well I say that about all of them, because I love them all. But like I'm not good at putting things into words, I know like all my reviews are the same ._____.
  
  I like the fantasy kind of vibe I get from your poems. I don't know am I the only one that gets those vibes?
  
  Yeah.

  Author's response

  You really have no idea how happy your reviews make me, do you? Dude, you and Mir are like, the reasons I didn't scrap writing. I actually feel better when I do this.
  
  So, thank you. For real. I think you're just totally awesome. Hope you can see that, dude.
  
  Fantasy? Awesomesauce. I wasn't aiming for that, but whatever you feel from it. When I wrote it, I was thinking of god (or the devil, still iffy on that part) creating America.
  
  So, I guess that is fantasy.
  
  Have you got a gmail? I can't chat on hotmail, for some fucked up reason...anyhow, my gmail is crash.after@gmail.com
  
  So, yeah! Thanks again, dude.

• Bombilate With Care

  (#) BipolarUnicorn 2013-03-13 12:03:34 AM

  How do you chat on gmail? Why am I just hearing of this now?
  
  Is it like the google plus thing?
  
  I have a gmail. I didnt even now there was a chat on hotmail .-.

  Author's response

  Hahah! They've always had it. Send me a gmail message with your gmail?
  
  Gawd no, I fucking hate Google Plus. They're going to invade the world with their virtual teleportation devices and evil flying cars. You wait.
  
  WOWOWOWWOWOWOWOWOWO Yeah, it's called LiveChat or MSNchat or somethin'...

Filter