I kinda ship these two.

This morning the professor was explaining how Italian contemporary literature was influenced by historical events and the only thing I could think of was what kind of birthday present Izaya was getting from Shizuo today.

Yesterday in the train two guys holding their hands took a seat in front of me and I had to use all my strength to keep myself from shouting OMG I SHIP YOU TWO 

THIS ISN’T HEALTHY.

So, basically I’m not growing up just because I’m twenty and I prefer spending my time doing little things instead of doing otherwise?

If I don’t study all the time, if I read manga, if I’m happy because I bought a new book, if I read fanfictions and translate them, if I’m a fujoshi, if I am easily pleased by something so trivial as a fictional story can be, does it mean I haven’t grown up?

I know plenty of people who are much, much older than me and, without doing all this, still are more childish than I think I am.
Aah, if people could learn that growing up isn’t about stated age, what a wonderful world this would be.

Y U HAVE ONLY THREE CHAPTERS?!

 

So, you have a tumblr blog? Can I see it?

Me: Sure.

*suddenly realizing that I spam yaoi everyday*

 

Me: mmh, come to think of it, I forgot my password.

Dear Yaoi God, 
now that I have Love Water, I can die happy.
But if by any chance you could let me have Butterfly of the distant day, too, I would be truly truly grateful.
Thank you,
Francesca.


*thoughts of a fangirl*