Friday, 9 September 2011

I can't let go of the past.

Every exit is an entry somewhere.

Well look who it is! Fancy Emily Jane turning up at this hour, after months of Not Having Said Anything At All (well, on Happy Cup Day reality I've been talking the hind legs off of several unsuspecting donkeys).

Tis true, tis me. But in all honestly, I'm only here to say that I'm not really here, I'm actually going to be here. My new outlet of nonsense is Love From Life, with much less "Lolita", and questionable fashion advice than HCD, and much more venturing into the many life lessons that one learns by repeatedly making stupid mistakes.


Thanks for the memories my spoons.