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Maybe right now is the perfect time to plan holidays far, far away. I don't know. It feels weird, I'm a little torn between my genuine excitement and how horrible I feel about the riots. It's not political or anything, I'm just concerned about my friends, and this city I love, that has been my home away from home for 2 years now.

But still, it has happened, we finally have planned a holiday, and we're going to Los Angeles, and oh, you have no idea just how happy I am about this. Because it's been more than 5 years since I really went on holiday anywhere far, because I've never been to the US, because I feel like a little girl that's getting her wish come true.

So I'm torn. But fuck do I deserve a holiday. I do.

this is an entry where I will not talk about the riots, look.

Happy birthday somehowunbroken!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeep!

My small offering (I'd have a fic if I didn't suck):




I am in such lust with his hipbones, it's probably not very healthy. EVERYBODY, ENJOY THE SCOTTY.