I don't care anymore. I just don't care. I'm going to submit my clopfic now. And people are going to read it. And they're going to tell me how horrible/amazing it is. And I'm going to eventually forget about it. And one day, I'll look back and be like, "Wow, I sure was a weird and deprived teenager."
15 Favorites in one day on a story that was finished in April, 2012. Did somebody tell all their friends or something? That's quite a lot for an old fic. Perhaps it's just a coincidence, I don't know, but thanks.
.../> Edit: MLD: A Sequel had an update. That would explain it.
I hope that everybody has fun tonight, whether you're going trick or treating (I, unfortunately, am not; last year was my final time. Fifteen is awful old to be trick or treating, don't you think?), going to a party, or doing nothing special. Not to sound like anybody's parents, but be safe out there - I've had quite a few close calls with cars in the past. Also, it seems that a lot of people
That picture
*thumbs up*
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