your writing is... i seriously can't describe how unique it is. i think i said it a while ago that when i read your stuff it feels like you're telling me the story yourself, like, the way you might say it in real life. i think one of the best examples is when you put things in parenthesis or when you add things in like that steps away from the story just the slightest, enough to punctuate something in your own voice instead of just the voice of the narrator. idk if i'm making sense but yeah. the point of this was to tell you that i like how detailed and visual you are :)

fluff!! i love it! i will try to write you something so cute it hurts so that aidsfic doesn't get you all depressed (seriously, i comment stalk so bad - especially when ideas are thrown around - and although i wear my tinhat proudly, i have to admit that if this was ryden, i would probably cry myself to sleep every night for weeks. just- panic without brendon isn't complete. but ryan without brendon. fuck, there would be no ryan ;__;)

god, i need to stop before i tear up/grow more tempted to have epic conversations with you so we can theorize ryan and brendon's ~obvious past relationship~ and why it ended.

wrestling of any kind is good, but this is SWEATY WRESTLING, COLIN. SWEATY. WRESTLING.

and here, i am brightening the mood in this comment with spencer smith's smile. jesus christ, he's precious :(