"yo beaaautiful, yo beautiful, yo beautiful ittttssss trooooooo"
My mom did. My friend's mom did. My other friend's mom did. So I must know: did your mom go through a James Blunt stage?
Common symptoms of the James Blunt Stage include middle-aged mothers playing the CD in the car, while they're in the bathroom, and while they're cleaning the kitchen. You may have also noticed them giggling with other middle-aged women about the dude.
I really don't like James Blunt. Like, I am scarred for life because of my mother. DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MANY OF MY FRIENDS AND I KNEW HIS CD BECAUSE WE WERE BUT VICTIMS OF OUR MOMS' CHARADES???????
I'm sorry, I'm carrying baggage.
Now if you'd excuse me I'm going to go brainstorm because Helen gave me a beautiful fic prompt while SIMULTANEOUSLY (dude that word is tricky shit) REMINDING ME OF JAMES BLUNT WAY TO GO HELEN.
BUT SERIOUSLY WAY TO GO.
THAT WAS A BEAUTIFUL IDEA YOU GAVE ME.
YOU ARE NUMBER ONE.
HELEN HELEN HELEN
