my favorite part of today was how gianna laughed at me the whole time I watched the pilot episode of supernatual

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my favorite part of today was how gianna laughed at me the whole time I watched the pilot episode of supernatual
I bet Gi just watches me like her SPN notes and is just waiting for me to come out about being in the SPN fandom
percy-is-drowning replied to your post: theme change
You did that WAAAY quicker than I did haha
well i also have trouble finding and sourcing sidebars and stuff hahaha.
but i keep a post in my drafts with all my color schemes and old themes so all i had to do was copy and paste stuff
raggedysleuth replied to your post: theme change
Wow that’s funny, I’m changing my theme rn too
you
change your theme
like a girl
changes clothes
jk i love you but we're like totally on the same page like all the time so i'm not all that surprised :)
GIANNA YOU STARTED DOCTOR WHO AND DIDN'T TELL ME
She loved mornings. Sunrises, freshly brewed coffee, the cool air turning to a sunny day. He loved the night. Sunsets, the moon in the sky, a relaxed night with family or friends (preferably Annabeth). She would wake up at the crack of dawn to start a new day, he would stay up all hours of the night just to spend time with the people he loved.
They made it a routine where she would wake him up with good morning kisses, and he'd carry her from the couch to their bed at night. And it became a special thing for them, when he would wake up early, just for her, to put on a pot of coffee before she woke up. Or when she would stay up with him so that they could watch his favorite movie, and she would kiss his cheek and whisper, "I can't believe you slept through the best part, Seaweed Brain."
But between the two of them, it really didn't matter whether it was 7 am or midnight. Because he loved every waking hour he spent with her, and she cherished every night she fell asleep in his arms.
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