I will never understand my brain, but sometimes something that I hear or see help combine thoughts into one congealed story. This is one of those times.
Hearts‘ as a basis. I love the song and the tragedy behind it, but I just could not come up with something until just this last week when I was listening to Jason Derulo‘s “Talk Dirty” (Clean version! I will post my rant on the explicit version later), and the one line about ‘lipstick stamps in my passport, think I need a new one,” just fit perfect with “Jar of Hearts”.
Then I ran across this post on Tumblr that made me laugh and go, oooh, I could use that too.
why does everyone always associate satan with heavy metal
for all we know satan could like smooth jazz
Why does everyone associate satan to look like some horned goat-typed devil when in reality he’s probably a handsome gentleman in a full body suit who tips his hat at men and women.
So we have lipstick stamps, a devil in a three piece suit who is a gentleman, and jars of hearts. Come on, you can just imagine the fun I’m having with this, can’t you? Well I am. I have a short story piece I’m working on and when I finish it, I will post hit here for you to all stare in wonder at my brilliant feat. Or maybe just because I like sharing things I write. 🙂