Ah, I'm sorry. But it's a bit late, and I'm a tad overemotional. And I'm listening to Bon Iver. And oh my god, Narry feels. I'm not even sure if I'm reading fan fiction anymore. I'd rather call it poetry. Modern poetry. "I’ll let you continue fill in the empty spaces I am unable to soak myself". Let us all just be happy, love and peace, you know? Yeah, I'm turning into a hippie.
