Sometimes, I look at my new life as a bandslash enthusiast and think, "WTF, self? Have you lost your marbles ENTIRELY?"

But then I look at pictures of, oh, Patrick, for instance, and I spit Pop Tarts out at the screen, and say Fuck completely involuntarily, and I forget why I ever hated myself. HIS FACE IS SO SMOOSHABLE. I don't even know.





And, okay, I'll throw a Pete in here too. This picture is ALL OVER the place in this fandom, and you know what? That's perfectly fine by me. I can look at this picture every single day and it will still make my heart glow.



Oh, boys.