... pero te adoro, tía, y si es una locura, no me importa.
Today is the 11.01.11 (binary for 55, if anyone else cares about this like I do).
Not Christmas.
Not my birthday.
Not any other special day, in fact.
But there is a wonderful person out there who thought that it doesn't need a special day for me to get the most special present ever: the most moving fic I've ever read, featuring a perfect characterization of my OTP and Spanish dialogues (including translations, of course!) and heartbreaking events and... well, you should all go and read it for yourself because believe me, it's absolutely worth it. (But beware, you might need tissues.)
I'm at a loss for words to thank you for this, my wonderful, wonderful dfotw, but I hope that my incoherent comments and my virtual glomps and smooches will give you a good idea of how much I love and adore and treasure this (and you!), and how honoured I am (and how unworthy I feel!) that you wrote this for me. <3!!
Not Christmas.
Not my birthday.
Not any other special day, in fact.
But there is a wonderful person out there who thought that it doesn't need a special day for me to get the most special present ever: the most moving fic I've ever read, featuring a perfect characterization of my OTP and Spanish dialogues (including translations, of course!) and heartbreaking events and... well, you should all go and read it for yourself because believe me, it's absolutely worth it. (But beware, you might need tissues.)
I'm at a loss for words to thank you for this, my wonderful, wonderful dfotw, but I hope that my incoherent comments and my virtual glomps and smooches will give you a good idea of how much I love and adore and treasure this (and you!), and how honoured I am (and how unworthy I feel!) that you wrote this for me. <3!!