After you, Geekerella.
I sigh - one BuzzFeed article and you've got a nickname for life, apparently - and wrap my free hand around the door handle. Breathe in, breathe out. The whole world is watching.

Do I not meet your fangirl expectation?

-Elle, we might not know much about each other, and I might not be there, and you might not be here, but I'm glad I share this sky with you.
-Maybe we should start looking up together, ah'blena

Quick, when the Nox invaded District Eleven in episode thirty-four, what did Carmindor and Princess Amara do?"

My eyebrows furrow. "They... joined forces?"

He nods gravely. "Elle, would you join forces with me? Together we can defeat the Nox

-Geekerella

I suck at being social. I think one thing and my mouth says something completely different, like I'm possessed. By a whole lot of stupid.

Never give up on your dreams, and never let anyone tell you that what you love is inconsequential or useless or a waste of time. Because if you love it? If that OTP or children's card game or abridged series or YA book or animated series makes you happy?
That is never a waste of time. Because in the end we're all just a bunch of weirdos standing in front of other weirdos, asking for their username.