Twilight amandafuckingpalmer
this is me and Hera Hjartardottir (say it nineteen times fast) opening up for me in new zealand that same year (early 2009).
this is shameful, but fact…i saw a copy of twilight (yes, THIS “twilight”) lurking in the backseat of someone’s car, and i picked it up…and i started reading it…
and i did not stop.
i did not stop until i was done, 5 nights later, with a soul full of pain and guilt.
i had READ “twilight.”
this was far past the point of no return. this was no cult phenomenon.
i had seen “twilight” advertised in EVERY AIRPORT I HAD TRAVELED THROUGH in the past six months.
this was SHAMEFUL.
but i’d finished it, and there was nothing to be done.
so i asked hera, who was icelandic and schooled (in my imagination, at least) in the black arts, to help me purge the experience from my soul.
we chanted an ancient icelandic prayer, threw the book out into the audience, and hoped that my sins would be vanquished…..
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datingsuicide reblogged this from jamima-puddle-duck and added:
This is beautiful. I hope it worked.
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