My Brain Is All Hurty

I never fully appreciated the value of pronouns until I started writing this fic. I will never take you for granted again. What am I doing writing slash? I have no business writing slash, there's no way this ends well.

*Sighs* I'm never going to finish this fic. The stupid boys won't stop talking. Stop talking! I need you to make with the smoochies so that I can move on with my life.

My apologies for the incoherent nature of this post, but writing is hard. Okay, I have to stop avoiding. Back to the trenches...