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I'm really fucking sick of people warning for slash.


(I'd typed this out and was about to hit 'post' when I realized this could be taken as commentary on the current musings going on about fandom. It's not. If you're hard-up for my opinion on that, it can be summed up thusly: don't be an asshat. Interpret that as you will.)

also, random annoyance unrelated to anything else here: A LINK IS NOT A FAKE CUT. IT IS A LINK.

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stolen from people because the sun is shining and I'm feeling pretty good about the world.

I love:

my sister. purring cats. the color pink. sunshine on my face. the ocean at my feet. drawing silly little sketches no one will ever see. the smell of ice. dancing on a stage. dancing anywhere. Honest Tea Lemon Black Tea. cherry Chapstick. wearing flipflops. walking barefoot in the grass. making people happy. lightning bugs. the smell of honeysuckle in the summer. the smell of hot cider in the winter. the hiss of a vinyl record. cupcakes. being a dork with my friends. singing. hockey. Barcelona. Tom Waits. driving down a highway with the windows down. my mom's cooking. my dad's baking. Photoshop. swimming in creeks. the air against my face when I skate. the North Shore in November. being snowed in. my fandom friends. the friends who are still here even with no fandoms in common. the friends who have never been in fandom with me. my family. my heritage. the scar on my upper lip. sleepovers. brunch. Lilo & Stitch. being complimented. giving compliments. laughing. living the dream I had when I was 16.