At some point, every rose must die.

I'm alive, still. Don't panic.

And yet, when it's good, it completely makes up for whatever pain/hurt it might have caused previously.

Love hurts so damn much. All the fucking time. I wish I was someone else.

I'm home.

England, baby. :D

Some things really are too good to be true - I hope this isn't one of them, I really do.

Uhm...

We have no prime minister...

What if there's some huge war in the next ten minutes? Eeb...

'tis weird.

Sugar, we're going down.

Happy Easter, one and all! Also, I skydive tomorrow, and, according to the delightful Ruz, it'sa be really fun! Ehehehehehe! I really cannae waaaaait...still, only 22 hours to go.

Loves t'ya all,
Emmeh

Single, once more. :D