it's not a fashion statement

i'm Wednesday, like the middle of the week, but not like the little freak with braids. the better third of the Webster trilogy. let's talk about science. i bet i can prove you wrong. you think you have brown eyes? well, now you have blue. think fast. bitch.

[theotherwebster]

"It’s not even thanksgiving yet, and I already see Christmas decorations."

[websternotaddams]

"Bleck. Don't remind me. People here are too damn cheery and festive."

[kyleof-thenight]

"I’m already sick of this whole play thing, and it hasn’t even started yet."

[websternotaddams]

"Then why'd you choose to do it?"

[theotherwebster]

"It’s nothing, now that I think about it.."

[websternotaddams]

"Thank god. Thought I was gonna have to listen to you bitch and whine about something irrelevant."

[theotherwebster]

“Right, ha, Sorry. I just forgot I guess..”

[websternotaddams]

"Well, what is it? What's wrong? Spare me the details, though, because I don't care that much."

[theotherwebster]

"…"

[websternotaddams]

"Chin up, sister, no one likes a Debbie Downer."