Aye, aye
Tuesday, April 28th, 2009WHEN YOU ARE STUCK IN A CLASSROOM
with the construction banging away outside without a care in the world for The Victorian Age and Its Literature
and your classmates rubbing up on your shoulders, where each breathe is breathed in by another
you escape.
And here I am.
I’d rather be here:
via butdoesitfloat.com
or eating these…
via http://bobloblawslawblog.tumblr.com/
or wearing this:
via planettampon.tumblr.com
Gracie
