missmargaretbell:

“One for sadness, two for mirth;

Three for marriage, four for birth;

Five for laughing, six for crying:

Seven for sickness, eight for dying;

Nine for silver, ten for gold;

Eleven a secret that will never be told.”

Anyhow.

Ain’t much else all to say, mine recent charge got her creativity on with mine li'lest emprecita. Had our claws did up teachin’ her all how to get on with that fancy noise. I don’t mind it none.

Gonna make mine favorite cake tonight.

fiitan:

callout posts are corny. if u have a problem with someone fucking fist fight them

(Kaynak: shiruko)

orbwife:

Get to know the blogger:

1. I cannot be killed