medievalist in recovery |
jersey at heart, maryland at present. lit is what i love, theatre is what i do. hate the word fangirl, embody the word fangirl. thus, a paradox. |
Who was that?
Just an old woman, selling flowers
her FACE. her precious, PRECIOUS face. now I guess I am going to need to watch this (as if I lacked reasons already).
(Source: sophiesumners, via zombres)
I literally squealed with joy and flopped around on my bed when this happened. I am not a mature adult.
“But wasn’t that a man’s voice I heard in the doorway?” “….No.” “And you didn’t bring any money with you. I mean, it was...
so much awesomeness