1:30 in the morning and, like always, I should be doing something else. I spent the whole weekend writing fic but I don't even know how much of it will stay in tact before I post it. Blargh. Writing takes so much out of me these days. I suck so hard at it. :| But. What is it with me and boys with curly hair? I don't even know. I see curly hair and I think my eyes turn into little hearts. There's this boy with curly brown hair and a lovely smile and he's, like, twice my height and all of that combined... read more
