This journal isn't flocked, per se... but the default setting of all entries is friends only. If I think about it after I post it, I'll unlock SOME things (mostly fic and trivial shit) but for the most part, I don't really. My friending policy is pretty simple. I'm awesome, you're awesome, let's be friends.
Rosa M. Adams is tired of feeling insecure, tired of being made to feel like her feelings aren't important, and tired of being the third/fourth/fifth wheel in your show. And she's done. She deserves a friend who can be there when she's happy, when she's excited, AND when she's sad, when she's freaking out, when she's jealous. She deserves someone who will be there through the thick and the thin, through everything. She hopes they make you happy.
She doesn't want to lose you, but if that's the price to keep you, she doesn't think she can.
Arthur tells me that the secrete too Je Ne Regrette Rien's usefulness as a kick song lies in it's 12-8 time singature and that delightful orchestrul creshendo. Knowing that, I have to question why ecxactly the man chose the sparrow in the frist place. Then again, I shouldnt be surprised 2 know that Arthur, delightful spesimen of ennui taht he is, picked a song older than all are parents to guide us out of are dreams. Hencefourth, the kick song shall be "Never Tear Us Apart," by that delightful group of Ozzies, INXS. There's a saxofone creschendo that is more than suficient for our kicking needs.