Stand-up comedy junkie, geek, and closet romantic. Introspectively sexy. Flyyer than your girlfriend, fresher than your crew. 'Bougie', 'siddity', and generally okay with that. But sometimes, I just wanna do hoodrat stuff with my friends. My richness consists not in the extent of my possessions, but in the fewness of my wants. And all I want is simplicity and success. And maybe some more shoes.
I gotta be honest, I love my DraMione but this last movie is going to completely destroy my enjoyment of it for quite a while. I’m reading all the fanfic I can stomach until then.
All my other ships are cannon anyway. Except Charlie. Why did he have to end up alone!? We couldn’t find a nice boy for him to end up with? I recommend Oliver Wood.