Reeking of alcohol and red like a lobster
I fancy the idea of walking locked in arms; chatting merrily, heading for a family dinner.
I hope you'll come to terms with it one day. Real soon.
I'm sorry, _ _ _ _, I can't be out to accompany you till dawn.
The lobster will pinch me with his pincers.
Take care, all right?
I've loads to update and I'll be back, hopefully soon.
My eye lash just got accidentally yanked out by me again.
Right, I've got stuff to paint and I'm gonna have only 4 hours of sleep I reckon.
Byeeee
11:49 PM
i dream of you.
♥