Halfway through the second season of my Misfits marathon. I feel like I felt when I first discovered Being Human. How did I live so long without this?
I got my smile from the sunshine,
I got my tears from the rain.
I learned to dance when I saw a tiger prance,
And a peacock taught me to be vain.
A little owl in a tree so high,
He taught me how to wink my eye.
I learned to bill and coo from a turtledove,
And a grizzly bear taught me how to hug.
But the guy that lived two caves from me,
He taught me how to love.
I see these photographs of people embracing their friends and loved ones on facebook and I'm completely lacking, even though I've made strides to befriend. I don't know how long it should take before someone even wants to be seen with you. Well I guess nevermind. I just fucked up. Why should I even care? I guess I just want a testament to belonging.