You know what’s fun? Reclaiming your femininity after years of feeling and acting like you couldn’t be “girly” because “girly” things were “bad.” Man I’ll fuck you up with red lipstick on while wearing a sun dress and drinking a wine cooler, don’t think I won’t.
She’s beauty, she’s grace, she’ll punch you in the face.
I’m not crying over Holmes composing an epic effects pedal ballad to try and win Watson back. Not a bit.
“Yes, she has pretty blonde hair and might possibly be incredibly wealthy and doesn’t accidentally dredge up horrible childhood memories, but can she do this?”
*Hits the effects pedal and draws bow over the strings.*
*A string snaps and flicks Watson in the face.*
*Cue ear splitting speaker feedback.*
"Oh god. Oh no. I fucked up. Let me try again. Watson, just stop bleeding for a few minutes so I can try again!”
