Fan called Mayla: Teemu you're a lawyer... so I just want to ask you what I should do when someone has stolen from me. Well you stole my heart big time.
Teemu: Mayla, darling, I love you forever but you just have to go to the police. Legally, we're talking theft here so it's a criminal case with public prosecution. If the police think they have a case then they'll get a warrant and search my house. If they find your heart in my possession - which, Mayla, sugar, they will - I'll just have to go to the station and explain that it was a crime of passion and they'll reduce the sentence. But keep in mind that while I'm in Jail there's gonna be no new Crash material, no gigs, nada. Now, do you honestly want that? I'm not pressuring you, I'm just sayin'.
You felt no reality, no knife of sorrow cut your intestines to bits. Only a weariness, a longing for a shoulder to sleep on, and a pair of arms to curl up in. —Sylvia Plath (via bebemoon)
