~*~In you and I, there's a new land...~*~
Okay, I'm feeling better now. Well emotionally at least. Physically it still feels like some giant snake has tried to bite the left side of my ribcage off.
I have finally got rid of my broken bra and replaced it, and half my pain is gone. I'm still an F cup, so it's still gonna be painful, but it could be worse. Much worse.
And I've got new jeans, even though I am officially the weirdest body shape ever. Stupid low rise jeans, please go away.
And I got gloves! Not just gloves, the best gloves EVER! In fact, I shall show pics of them, along with my Weasley-hat and emo-rainbow-scarf and even one of some finger doodling I was doing while I was sat outside a shop waiting for the rest of the family to come out.
Look at all the colours! I could not resist.
'What is that green bit?' you ask. Let me show you...
It transforms into a mitten!
My left hand is a poser. True story.
It was a heart, okay? It got smudged carrying the shopping.
So nothing matches. And I look like a prat. Who cares?
Next time someone asks for a fic prompt, I'm just gonna say 'gloves'. I ♥ these gloves that much.
Almost as much as I ♥ you guys.
PS: E-mails have sorted themselves out it seems. As of about 5 hours ago -_-
I have finally got rid of my broken bra and replaced it, and half my pain is gone. I'm still an F cup, so it's still gonna be painful, but it could be worse. Much worse.
And I've got new jeans, even though I am officially the weirdest body shape ever. Stupid low rise jeans, please go away.
And I got gloves! Not just gloves, the best gloves EVER! In fact, I shall show pics of them, along with my Weasley-hat and emo-rainbow-scarf and even one of some finger doodling I was doing while I was sat outside a shop waiting for the rest of the family to come out.
Look at all the colours! I could not resist.
'What is that green bit?' you ask. Let me show you...
It transforms into a mitten!
My left hand is a poser. True story.
It was a heart, okay? It got smudged carrying the shopping.
So nothing matches. And I look like a prat. Who cares?
Next time someone asks for a fic prompt, I'm just gonna say 'gloves'. I ♥ these gloves that much.
Almost as much as I ♥ you guys.
PS: E-mails have sorted themselves out it seems. As of about 5 hours ago -_-