Mary Beth or MB for short.
Daughter. Sister. Friend. Reader. Nerd. Music Lover. TV Addict. Lipstick Fanatic. Wannabe Singer. Blackhawks fan. 30. Lesbian. She/her. INFJ.
the raven cycle characters as folklore lyrics (cardigan; august; this is me trying; epiphany)
this started, as most things do, with both me copying other people on the timeline and me having Emotions about adam parrish and this was the end result
the kings men, nora sakavic / virginia woolf to vita sackville-west, 1928 / saw you in a dream, the japanese house / work song, hozier / mad girl’s love song, sylvia plath / blue lily lily blue, maggie stiefvater
the most #UselessLesbian thing i have ever done was when i was trying to figure out if this girl liked me or not, just constantly arguing with myself about it, and after a couple, uh, months, of this, i was like, “god i wish i could just like… go to court and lay out all this evidence and have a couple lawyers argue over the TRUE MEANING of her text messages, and then a judge tells me if she likes me or not.” and then the proverbial lightbulb went off over my proverbial head, and i dug into my mock trial folder from high school and found the trial guidelines and i wrote out an entire trial transcript featuring a plaintiff (me), my attorney (my wildest hopes and dreams), a defense attorney (my worst fears and insecurities), and a judge (my desperate attempt at rationality). the final product was several thousand words long. it clarified nothing. at any point in this process did it occur to me to ask her how she felt about me? absolutely not. did i ever stop and think, “hey, maybe i should tell her that i like her?” absolutely not. that’s for people who take risks and i don’t take risks i take myself to court in my own head.