Realized something ridiculous today: I log onto this sight to troll for Soma stories (porn!) every day but I've never actually introduced myself and/or contributed anything toward the astoundingly awkward and awe-inspiring wonderfulness that is this place. So I am putting on my Social Skills Hat, sitting in a secluded area, and thinking way too hard about how to say something and not sound like a total retard-asaurus-rex. Me in a nutshell:
Writing keeps me sane (Or drives me insane; who can ever tell the difference?)
Soma shipping kills my social life (This is on the basis that I ever had one in the first place)
And the people here are my heaven sent (True story)
Writing keeps me sane (Or drives me insane; who can ever tell the difference?)
Soma shipping kills my social life (This is on the basis that I ever had one in the first place)
And the people here are my heaven sent (True story)
