Sometimes in my life, I feel like Hosoka (the girl). Fujoshiing from afar, trying to stave off bad luck of being single in a sea of good looking gayfriends/bromance. AND FAILING. And being the aho of the group. At least I in my solitary death, I may die a happy fujoshi.
Sometimes in my life, I feel like Hosoka (the girl). Fujoshiing from afar, trying to stave off bad luck of being single in a sea of good looking gayfriends/bromance. AND FAILING. And being the aho of the group. At least I in my solitary death, I may die a happy fujoshi.