Me looking at myself in the mirror at 3am after reading smut for 4 hours straight instead of sleeping:
i mean. yeah
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i don't WANT to read smut right now
i WANT to read a passionate, poetic, jaw dropping, tears streaking down my face, heart wrenching, giggle inducing, feet kicking, cringy yet amazing, gorgeous story written by someone who apologizes for english not being their first language(they're the best writers ever) which has 4 chapters and then makes me scream because it hasnt been updated in months and the author is mia
Is it just me, or is it everyday harder and harder to find pure fluff fanfiction to clense my soul?
Grover: Oh, you like war? Me too! My favorite part is *commits psychological warfare*
puppy and puppy
heeppy hoolida