*retroactive glomp* I can't commiserate on bad childhoods. Mine was good, and sometimes I have to remind myself not to feel a little guilty about that while so many of my friends had crap childhoods. But even so, I wish sometimes that I could go back in time, find you, hug you, and tell you that you exist, and I care about you.
And while you're much better about that now, I've found you, and at it's never too late to glomp you (electronically, granted), and tell you I care about you. *GLOMP* I care about you. You and all my freaky friends in Maryland. ^_^
And remember, it's thanks to you that we all ended up getting to know each other in the first place. At AUSA, I asked for the picture of you guys in your Weiss costumes, and it was you who insisted that you then get a picture of me as Sanzo. It's all your fault, and I thank you for it. ^_^
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And while you're much better about that now, I've found you, and at it's never too late to glomp you (electronically, granted), and tell you I care about you. *GLOMP* I care about you. You and all my freaky friends in Maryland. ^_^
And remember, it's thanks to you that we all ended up getting to know each other in the first place. At AUSA, I asked for the picture of you guys in your Weiss costumes, and it was you who insisted that you then get a picture of me as Sanzo. It's all your fault, and I thank you for it. ^_^