Faye. 20. England.

"I move the stars for no-one"
Cats, intersectional feminism, being fat, reading literature/poetry/prose, British panel shows and other stuff.

Sometimes I can be incredibly ignorant: call me the fuck out on it. Please.

I choose Vodka. And Chaka Khan.

There is no such thing as a British accent.

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posted 1 year ago9/4/2012 • 57,042 notes

Libby, one of my favourite bloggers (she legit just blogs about gay sex and bagels and poems usually about the pair of them… what is not to favour?), has many dogs but one of them had to be put down a couple of days ago.

She was my favourite dog to stare at and probably one of the only dogs I thought was cute. And that’s coming from a crazy cat lady.

I’m going to miss the updates of what she has been up to. And the pictures of her derping about the place attempting to eat the peanut butter and cream from her nose. And her bath pictures where her eyes are all “O_O” and it’s like :3.

:( R.I.P Little Girl, may you derp on forever and enjoy copious amounts of peanut butter in heaven. 





ugh. 

My nan was reading the paper before and she went on the deaths section and there in big bold letters was my granddads closest friends name, Arthur.

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posted 1 year ago3/12/2011 • 2 notes