Oh, kingdom built on GIFs and painted hues, Where sad girls found their solace, soft boys sighed, And fandom's heart spilled forth its ardent views, A haven where the marginalized could hide. The cosmic dust of reblogs, freely cast, Across the ether, linking soul to soul.
WIhen she woke up we hardly wanted to move, even though my ankle was feeling better. I offered if she wanted me to make breakfast and she told me to stop talking.t was tempting, but I let her sleep longer since it seemed my chest was a nice enough pillow.