Fuq u Aideen.
She’ll bleeeeeedd on yo couch all she wants.
They say the spirit's willing
But the flesh is always weak
I found everything I needed
Right beneath my skin
We're all architects of our own private hell.
(au rp blog for Lenneth; tracking tag: venasera)
You’re at the point where you want somebody
wish to be with them
To love them
But…
What do you do
When..
You know it’s not possible?

It really didn’t seem she missed much, during her absent. At least nothing major important had happen anyways.