One year ago on this very day, I opened my wattpad to see a comment on my profile from someone. I clicked on their account, lost myself in their books, and then very quickly we became best friends and wattpad wives and soul sisters.
Yes, I'm talking about Anci, the iconic thetorturedpoet_13
Honestly, the year has gone so fast and so slow, it feels like we've known each other FOREVER. Since Anci and I met, we've given you many collaboration one shots that we had so much fun writing together, and two book babies. Shout out to Invisible String and Double Crossed. You were an era.
Anci, you're the best person in the whole wide world. Meeting you was the best result of me redownloading this silly little orange writing app, and I can't wait to meet you in December. I'll be standing at the airport gate with a huge embarrassing sign, probably bawling my eyes out because that's what I do. I can't wait to show you around New Zealand, and I can't wait to spend Christmas with you. I promise we'll have the best time in our matching shirts my mum bought for all of us.
I love the fact that you called me in the middle of class just to show me a bracelet, and I was sitting right next to my lecturer who was dying with laughter. I love how you break out into German whenever you get either passionate or angry about something, and I have to wait for you to finish before asking you to translate it into English. I love how much you put up with my forgetful brain, I swear I'm working on it. I love how much you love the things you care about, how much of a sweet, kind, caring, loyal, and slightly terriying person you are.
The world's most iconic duo hit one year today! Love you Anci <3
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Timeless: Tayvis Oneshots
FanfictionAnother one shot book because I hit the chapter limit on my last one lol. Same as last time: all about our favorite couple TnT. If you don't like smut, this ain't the place for you, and it'll be all different kinds of things, happy, sad, fluff, spic...
 
                                               
                                                  