Awwwww

I want twelve.

//Random

What happens when you let French women in your car:

















Boredom ensues while driving:

So. fucking. cute.

I want this kitten. He had a round little tummy and is so adorable. And wobbles! He wobbles!
















I most definitely took some water and gave him a mohawk.

Cider mill!

I should've posted these sooner.

The clusterfuck of cars. They were backing up and going the wrong way on the ramp trying to avoid traffic. It was heelarious.

Donuts and cider. Joss und ich.



By this time she told me to stop being ugly.

But I stopped listening.

JOSSECA!

I am retarded.

French photographers aren't very well known for a reason.

Dead bees.

Baby goats! Aw!

The evil goat that bit Anaïs.


Her hurt finger. Even though it's the backround that's focused.

Le sigh

I finally got to talk to him. Oh I love him. I love him I love him I love him. He makes me far too damn happy. I'm going to try to see him as soon as I possibly can. Maybe January?

*sigh*

It is 7.45...

And I am dead fucking tired. I blame the being up since three o'clock this morn.


I still smell like him. Lmao. I do believe I have found a friend. ...among other things.