Yeah, bit better. *pulls self up* I phoned my Mum - she wouldn't phone me - and we had a bit of a synchronised sob. There's not much I can do now about what's happened, but I shall channel the grief into some writing and in the meantime try and find some entertainment and purpose in life. [...CAN'T..../....EMO MODE]. Can sense it's going to be a struggle this time round but I'll soldier on.
The world still feels rubbish but I know it's got its exceptions.
~ You lot. Thanks for the support. Flist, I love you.
~ Craig. Puts up with me being shit and is my only company in this mean and lonely life. [SRSLY, WHERE IS THE OFF SWITCH FOR EMO MODE]
~ Dreaming about Crispin (CUE ICON!). Well, until he turned out to be a stroppy teacher in glasses who accused me of breaking into his wardrobe 0_o.
~ Robert. We got him a little pressie this month XD He's just got back off holiday when he received it and sent an email about it which gave me a warm fuzzy glow. Ahh. And then he was on Richard & Judy (notliterallymind) yesterday and wore the BEST THING EVUR. I will have to screencap because I spotted MR FASHIONISTA and I was like WHOA, WIN.
And speaking of Bobbehs, it's very hard to feel sad when listening to Robert Lindsay read Rumpelstiltskin.
Seriously, try it. It's brilliant. And his own emo moment at the end, "My name's Robert. Robert Lindsay. But... who cares?"