all the strength to you, you're a fighter

el respecto, or something. yessssssss

yes girl

im in love with your handle

i want to hang with you

very berry

i want to marry you

cadbury mini eggs- I'm fucking happy tesco got these back right in february, to beat the january blues...

also, im totes buying that book right now. weeeeeeee

she is my namesake- keep on ruling the waves, lady pirate bad-ass

Perhaps.

i keep having anxiety dreams where I'm like all fucked on drugs and i cannot talk properly, but i need to face some crowds and urge them to act in a forgiving manner, or something lofty. it's all sorts of fucked up.

we stand united, oregonbeast

walking around in a lovely sunny evening in madrid, we were keen to sit at a terrace outside, rather than indoors. i catch glimpse of some empty chairs in a terrace, and as i saunter towards them, manage to cross the wait staff. I ask her she has wine, and she replies with a : "which one, white or black?"

douchelord award to this absolute fatherfucker. da fuck>

happy camper

I SECOND THIS MOTION.

Mrs. Beeton: darling dear, I missed you.

wow eileengency.

yessss