Sometimes, I feel like authors are secretly out to get us. Seriously. I'll just be chilling at home, and this'll happen:
Me: I can't wait to read this new book!
*5 1/2 hours later*
Me: That was pretty good. I guess I'll go to bed know.
*passes out after a couple hours of fanfiction*
Me: *dreams about favorite character from book marrying me*
Me: *wakes up in the middle of the night* *goes down stairs* *gets drink* *goes up stairs to room and sleeps*
Me: *dreams about the potential of future character development* Omfg, I need to read the next book.
*rushes through morning routine and goes to BAM*
*finds out second book won't be written*
Me: Well, *puts gun in mouth* this was fun.
OR WORSE!
Me: *dreams about favorite character from book marrying me*
Me: Omfg, I need to read the next book.
*rushes through morning routine and goes to BAM*
*buys new book*
*reads book*
*favorite character dies*
Me: OH! NO! NO! MY NAME IS, NO~! YOU ARE SO NOT, DEAD~! WHAT ABOUT THE HONEY-MOON?? WHAT ABOUT THE CHILDREN?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Favorite Character: Chill, I ain't even rea-
Me: *slaps them* No! God, no! NOOOOOOOOOO!
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Stupid Fangirl Problems
RandomBeing a fangirl sucks. Let's talk about that. (Completed)
