I really wish my cat would stop shitting on the carpet in front of the front door, by the kitchen. I need to wait for the Febreeze to settle before I go back out there.
you can scare the hell out of yourself // - rachael / seventeen / taken
I'm a mermaid, but I've sold my voice, for a midnight train, and a bump of cocaine, and an old photo of ballets russes.
lovelies visiting.
