I tell all my friends I’ve moved on, that it’s better this way,
And maybe it is,
I’ve got lots of friends now, success in my career, stronger familial ties, a rose tinged life.
But every time a car passes by I hope it’s you, getting up the nerve to come see me, every time I get a follower I hope it’s you, wondering what I’m doing now, and every time you see another girl, I hope you wish it was me
The truth is, I’m not over you at all, not even a little
I did write a second one called Autograph which, if you would feel so inclined to read as well, can be found through my old fanfic profile.
Read, enjoy, laugh all you like about them, idc! I remember being so proud of them when I wrote them and I don’t think they’re objectively terrible or anything especially for my age but I must warn you — these are relics of a time long past. It was the summer between middle school and high school. A dark, dark time indeed.
So buckle your seatbelts, kiddos, and welcome to a land of mediocrity
This is a southern thing putting salted peanuts in your Coca-Cola or Pepsi. As a kid, my friends and I would go to the neighborhood drugstore or grocery store. We would get a bottle of ice cold soda and a bag of salted peanuts. It could be Coke or Pepsi because other sodas wasn’t the same. You first would have to take a drink from the cola to bring the level down in the bottle. Then, we would open the peanuts and pour them into our opened ice cold soda. It would fizz up some. We would sit under the shade of the bridge drinking our sodas. While drinking them, we would checkout the baseball cards or comic books that we just bought. The cars would be whizzing by overhead rushing to who know where. Truckers and travelers would be speeding by on the highway under the bridge. Here we were a few kids enjoying the summer, drinking our sodas, trading baseball cards, or reading our comic books. What the hell were we thinking wanting to grow-up. All we had to do was enjoy being a kid. Well, dammit today I traveled back in time and had me a cola and peanuts. Ah, the memories of yesterday and now the ones we are making today.
So we don’t celebrate this where I’m from, but I just wanted to do this. As much as tumblr isn’t the most fantastic social website to be on, I’m thankful for all the folks I’ve been fortunate to meet over the years. Old or new, I love all of you. You all mean a lot to me, and I’ll be forever grateful.
peter suffers from short term memory loss, it’s probably from the sheer amount of head injuries he’s been through, he keeps saying it’s not that bad
wade picked up on it when they had the same conversation three times in a row, the second time he wasn’t sure if he was just remembering things wrong or maybe he was hallucinating the conversation over again, he realized it was peter somewhere during the third time
peter is constantly checking his schedule to make sure he doesn’t forget anything, especially important reminders he usually scribbles on his arm so that he’ll see it more
there are some things that peter doesn’t have problems with, he’s still a math wiz and has no trouble working through equations for hours, but other times he’ll take two steps outside and forget what day it is and why he left the house
as spiderman it was really cutting into his free time, he had to spend too much time chasing down criminals whose faces and names he didn’t remember, he got sick and tired of it and made his suit a new program that takes snapshots of faces and keeps them on screen for peter while he hunts his targets down
he hates briefings since he has to read over the material several times before he’s got it down, he’s worked out a system where he just submits his body cam footage instead of standing around and trying to recount what all happened
sometimes peter’s friends doodle on his arms in between all his notes and reminders, peter always gets that warm fuzzy feeling inside when he looks at the little hearts and dicks on his arms, he also gets mad because he fucking forgot about the dicks and he still needs to scrub those off
I’m so looking forward to getting to know even more of you over the next year. I cannot believe how incredible of a place you guys have made tumblr for me. I never thought I’d find the escape from reality here that I did.