All my life I was aware of my interest for uninteresting topics. My passion for knowing everything. Especially what's happening in the peculiar town of Gravity Falls. I find myself longing for someone to confide in. To talk to. Someone that's like me. To assure me that my theories weren't a waste of time. One day, I was walking through the woods, when I saw a boy doing the same thing, and jotting down notes in a weird looking notebook. I soon find out that I'm not alone, and there was much more to my hypothesis about Gravity Falls. WARNING: TONS OF FLUFF AND CUTE SCENES I'm just a nerd who likes to watch cartoons meant for children, and write :D
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