My boyfriend thinks I'm a stalker. Well, he's not exactly my boyfriend yet.
Yeah, it was an interesting trip. I learned that the king's mother was a hamster and his father smelt of elderberries. I always suspected.
Worst. Piggyback. Ever.
Punk Dinosaur tries to fit in.
Death appears in many forms... some feel his touch in feathered wing across the brow... Some glimpse his shadow on a bedroom wall... And some see him tromping across their maths homework on his way to the annual Stilt Dancing Festival in Anguiano