I miss Spagna, there I said it, the bastard is hard to forget, and now that I'm grown up Belgium doesn't come around much, so it's just me and un Gatto, very lonely.
Feli won't talk to me at all and I don't even remember what I did do make him mad! Dammit diary, why can't stuff be easy for once? AND WHY THE HECK DOES MY STOMACH DO A STUPID FLUTTERY NONSENSE WHEN I THINK ABOUT SPAIN?! ITS STUPID!!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Down South
Fanficeveryone knows Hetalia from Veneziano's side, but what about Romano? where was he during all of this? this is Romano's diary (that I may or may not have stolen from his bedroom) it is will of photos and stories of him growing up with Spain (warning...
