I started this story a year ago with about ten people reading and following. At that point I was a hardcore psychopath and watched Joey and Meghan religiously. They helped me cope with my anxiety and phobias. They were sort of my crutches at that point and I needed them and I don't know where I would be, mentally if I had not found them.
At this present moment I realize that my fangirliness is dull if not gone. I don't obsess over new videos from them and I don't cry if one of them tweets me. I feel like they mean less to me now than they used to. It makes me sad, but I have to realize that they were a period of my life where I needed support and they were an easy and convientient way of finding that. And I want all of their fans to know that in ten years, months, or maybe even weeks, you won't feel the same about them either. If you can, keep that magic alive for yourself for as long as possible. I had never been more passionate about something before this story and I thank Meghan and Joey for that.
I love you guys so much and I hope you know that you have a nice butt.
