okay, intimate ivy moment (i hate talking about my feelings but i love you guys so eh here goes)- this is the first Valentines day that I have ever truly been alone. every year my dad or big brother will buy me a fake rose and say something along the lines of "because our love for you will never die".. aren't they cute? this valentines day, i was in LA. so I went to a smashing party where they gave out beautifully coloured roses and I sat by a beautifully made fire. but just like the party, the rose eventually died. and i missed my family. wah.