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You know you've thought about it, though.
In the deepest, darkest recesses of your imagination, it's there.
You don't tell anyone your secret thoughts, not even your best friend, but they're there.
At night, when you're going to sleep, you let them out to play. Images of your favorite band boy or girl. Crazy AU scenarios where they are IN YOUR STARBUCKS AND NEED A DOLLAR. SEQUENCE OF CRAZY EVENTS, THEN SEXING.
Whatever.
Your shame. Show me it.
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In this alternate universe I'm me, the same age and everything, but I'm a skinny, stringy haired punk rock roadie who works the Warped Tour, with one of the older school punk acts. I have tons of punk cred and live in L.A. Massively badass but fun to be around. MCR and FOB would think I was cool, and I'd be a buddy, might even eventually get hired by Pete Wentz to do lighting or something. I love the guys like brothers and cook for them, give them advice.
And they always try to get me to talk about...whatever it is I won't talk about involving Kurt Cobain. I never do.
[MY MASSIVE EGO, LET ME SHOW YOU IT.]