France's Blog of Amour

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Bonjour, everyone~

How are you today?

I'm well. Ish.

Oui.

So...last night I got into a fight with Angleterre. I was in his kitchen, and I picked up a 'scone'. I didn't realize it was a scone, so I asked him why he had a plate of rocks on his counter. 

That did not go over well.

So, he started yelling that they were 'bloody scones' and I said sorry. And he thought I was be sarcastic. So he started getting angrier, and I told him to stop being such a pompous bastard. And he started crying and I was yelling back and it was horrible.

And I ended up leaving.

Not him, per say. But the house, and country. I went home, and I got drunk and I sat in my room and cried. Oui...

Oh, l'amour is more trouble then worth with Angleterre, sometimes. But je'taime, so it doesn't matter.

Arthur...

Call me. 

Please?

~France