Any of my fellow fangirls knows how uncomfortable it is to fangirl and nobody knows what's happening. Can you stop it? No. Also, wouldn't it be weird if we oozed juice when we fangirled? Yeah, that's the crap that I think about.
So anyways! My phone wants me dead. It made me fangirl. Hard.
*hums Wicked Medley*
Nick and Peter are adorable singing this!
*hits shuffle all and phone plays Wicked Medley*
Ugh! The fangirling!
*next song plays*
Oh look! It's Bass Cannon Kaplan here to make the fangirls scream!
*Edge of Night comes on*
*dies*
Let me tell you why that song makes me die erytim. Peter sings it and right before he says the last word (fade) all cute he takes a huge breath. Listen to it, you'll shrivel into a ball and make weird noises if you're anything like me.
So that's what just happened. Death.
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