Your boyfriend's an arsehole.
I know u_u
It's 'je m'appelle Rosie Hunter' not 'je suis Rosie'.
What are you doing here why is this message from two months ago who are you what I’ve never been more confused what are you doing sending weird anons to an inactive RP account I couldn’t care less about French if I tried what I’m so what. Wh a t.
You’re only like… 12.9.
And you’re just plain 12.
I prefer the term infant.
I’m older, thus wiser, thus… able to tell you what to do.
You’re not even up to that level of maturity yet ~
That’s only 1/3rd true.
The Easter Bunny is more my thing.
Don’t ‘don’t oy me’ me.
This is why you’re a baby, baby.
Don’t tell me what to do!!!!
Yes. I’m pretty wise, ya know.
Sure she can. A mother is all powerful, didn’t you know? She can stop anything. Tsunami, earthquake, impending doom of a marriage to a turd…
I suppose I shouldn’t have brought it up.
Jack, please. Do you still believe in Santa too? Mummy can’t keep me from starting a family!!!!
Don’t oy me.
It would be worse if we never talked about it.
That’s a lie if ever I heard one. I’m telling mum, she’ll make you be homeschooled, she will. Watch out, Mrs Rosie Posie.
I’m not a baby. I’m not cursed. Damn you. I’m actually starting to believe i might be.
… I wish dad were still around.
She can’t stop what’s already begun.
You are actually both of those things!! How rude. Because you are, Jackie Poo.
Well. Yes. I wanted to die before him.
Interesting. I mean I always knew Tiras wasn’t the romantic like you, but I never thought you’d elope of all things. Well, that’s what you get for being with an absolute nutter.
You better miss me, or I’d tell mum. I’m bloody brilliant (but don’t tell Phe, the only thing making me upset is not seeing her) but I seem to keep hurting myself. I’m fine, though. The local people keep saying that I’m a curse (or so my partner tells me), but I can’t understand their thick accent so I just smile and nod. They must think I’m actually a bad omen or something now.
For your information, Tiras is plenty romantic! I wouldn’t love him so dearly if he wasn’t. Neither of us are nutters, we’re just very much in love and I do intend on having children within the next year, so start preparing for uncle-hood.
You baby. I’m sure she already knows. I always knew you were cursed. S’why I fled to France, of course.
Actually, it’s Mrs. Rosie Posie Meadowes. Tiras and I eloped whilst you were off ditching me all over the world. Sorry I’m just now telling you, but you take ages to reply to my owls anyways, so I thought I best not even bother.
But to answer your question, yes, of course I miss you. How are you? c: