dear life,

fuck you.

seriously though. you're going to bring someone this absolutely incredible in my life, and let me talk to him until the wee hours of the morning, and make us have everything in common except our state? why would you do that to me? what sick, twisted, deity is fucking with my life? because i don't know you, you torture me? show me your good, show me the happiness i want and then i will follow you.

doctor who? yes, he likes that. alice in wonderland? he likes it too. mumford and sons? what a coincidence, he likes it too. we have the same sense of humor. we're both atheists. we both stay up waaaaay too late. we both have low self esteem. we both have been treated like crap by the opposite sex.

in addition to have everything to do with me, he's also got a few things i don't. 1) a penis, because, you know, it's hard to copulate on your own, [not really the priority, but yea] 2) the most adorable facial expressions, 3) a TARDIS, 4) he's copious amounts of intelligent, 5) he's clever, 6) he likes me.

so he makes up for everything i'm not, but i still can't date him because of fucking INDIANA. i used LIKE that state. heaven forbid i like someone without getting hurt.

so yea. fuck you, life