Shipping Amy Pond and 11.
They’re just so cute.
I had a dream that Jeremy’s hands got cooked inside some pancakes, so that it looked like he had pancakes for hands.
He was pretty excited about it.
Stupid paper of stupidity.
Minds like beds always made up,
(more stony than a shore)
unwilling or unable.
I have to write a six page paper about a poem and I chose the most complicated poem ever. Like what does it even mean.
I am the sea and nobody owns me.