I open my eyes and squint at the sun barging in my bedroom. Everything is way too bright in here with these white sheets and this blond pot of gold nestled beside me. Whoa.
Why Gus fights me when it’s time to take a nap I’ll never understand. Naps are way better than drugs, especially when you’ve got real sunshine in your bed.
plumsuede, I love you. That
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I can totally see why you reposted it. FanSee
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I'm currently re-reading Beyond The Yellow Brick Road, and this fic has lines that have me cracking up, has me thinking, has me wanting to burst into tears. There's writing, and then there's Plumsuede.
And how funny that I was going to go to my journal and start quoting stuff from BYBR and come across this. lol
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She really is an exceptional writer. I know there's a lot of her fics I haven't read yet so I'll be trolling her journal looking for others after I'm done with this one.
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