Gah, feeling all whiney, because I have the emo. And, as if that's not sucky enough, I'm also having cramps. Only a high dose of Jim can fix that (good thing that I just found the Andrew Scott Sexual Frustration Tumblr). Well, not the cramps, obviously, but hopefully most of my emo. ...Although... Dear Jim, please will you fix it for me to sell my girly innards to the highest bidder?

Also, Andrew Scott needs to stop with the low necklines. The view does things to me.



Where's that "questioning my sexuality: think I may have one" icon when you need it?