What'n the hell's a Gay-breel?

“but that’s neither here nor there” well where is it then.

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drake?

josh?

where’s the body of christ?

vincent price horror flicks are great because the wretched old servant will be like “beware, for the Evil Twisted Master approaches…. hark! i hear his wicked footstep on the stair even now!” and the door opens and it’s noted bisexual vincent price in a silly outfit

absolutely hate it when the pleasurable activity procrastination hits. i’m going to do something fun that brings me joy but not yet. yeah, not yet. not yet. maybe i shouldn’t do it at all, it’s not that fun

wore a white dress and walked in the rain to the barracks so all the knights could see my skin peeking through the fabric and i said “oh my, excuse me ladies, it seems i got myself lost in the downpour… i’m all alone and no one even knows i’m here…” and they just gave me warm clothes and made me soup so i didn’t catch a cold and escorted me back to my room. i fucking hate chivalry

just watched the knight that escorted me pick up a maid and twirl her around and carry her back toward the barracks while she giggled and blushed and kicked her legs. fuck my extravagant princess life

i can’t listen to a song normally i need to have it on repeat for 30 days and 30 nights until i don’t wanna hear it ever again .and then two months later become obsessed with it again