grilled cheese thursday
eye.
doll.
*let me be clear: i don't know much about miss wendi, and i really don't want to know. she's NONE of my business. and i don't trust anything i read anymore; which is exactly {and rightly so} why her husband is under investigation. what i do trust is my naked i. and her flying across the room to protect her family {whether i think he's good or bad} is awesome in my book.
joy is
a grilled cheese sandwich.
hide nap and seek.
finally scratching that itchy lust to wander.
popsicles.
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRUGvArWXLk]
this song over, and over, and over, and over again. and again.
dreamier live version with johnny depp here {oh! my! god!}
first bites.
laundry fresh.
dates with deliverance.
what's making you happy m'loves?
