this was not how i wanted to spend my year i tell you
yes. so.
i suppose this is an intro post? i'm bridget. kingsland, not jones, although bj is my spirit animal for a variety of reasons. i'm a clinical insomniac and an english major who never actually does any english. i've been in fandom for awhile, but i never got around to joining any fansites because i am utterly and completely incapable of managing my time. i kept up with my too-many fandoms through twittah and the like. then shailene linked me fic by the violonist and wilde-firee and i could no longer comprehend why i was living and there went my sanity and my grammar along with it and thus here i am.
also i suppose i write? sometimes? when the feelings go overboard i smash out something on microsoft word (i still use 2003 is that even socially acceptable) with total zeal. sometimes.
well. so.
also someone explain this gif to me why are they all so in love with the one in the fudgy sweater
i suppose this is an intro post? i'm bridget. kingsland, not jones, although bj is my spirit animal for a variety of reasons. i'm a clinical insomniac and an english major who never actually does any english. i've been in fandom for awhile, but i never got around to joining any fansites because i am utterly and completely incapable of managing my time. i kept up with my too-many fandoms through twittah and the like. then shailene linked me fic by the violonist and wilde-firee and i could no longer comprehend why i was living and there went my sanity and my grammar along with it and thus here i am.
also i suppose i write? sometimes? when the feelings go overboard i smash out something on microsoft word (i still use 2003 is that even socially acceptable) with total zeal. sometimes.
well. so.
also someone explain this gif to me why are they all so in love with the one in the fudgy sweater