occupation: inappropriate friend who makes sexual jokes despite being a fucking virgin
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump...
Arctic Monkey’s // Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?
I really wanna do this
Does anyone know what breed these are? Cause they look an awful lot like my Soay ewes