This song just catches me up and puts me in the wind again, and my heart is like that plastic bag from American Beauty, that horribly sad song, Killing Me Softly With His Song, and all of my teenage angst and anti-life in one great big walloping punch because it's honest and lovely and  just what I've always whispered and raved about to myself and ( Read more... )

I'm only posting this entry so that my journal isn't completely blank anymore. I created this journal so that I could read fanfic. I first came across fanfic about nine years ago, when I was ten. I stopped reading it when I was about thirteen. Last fall I was pulled back in, and my tastes in fanfic had changed drastically. To my bemusement, I ( Read more... )