I JUST WANNA DAAAANCE!
I am ALEXANDRA and this is what I'm all about;
singing, videogames, sphynxes, sci-fi, wedding planning, pretty girls, glitter, cocktails, kitties, cooking, pole dancing, music, getting crunk, nostalgia, nintendo DS, photography, rainbows, retro, vegan food, the sims, tattoos, the wedding singer, make-up, the muppets, cooking mama, anime, tie-dye, pilates, ukulele, the eighties, pokemon, comedys, high fives, karaoke, acting silly, being me.
♥The lovers, the dreamers and me.♥
my fiancé: HEATH.
my bestie: LOUISE.
my sphynx kitten; CHARLIE.
and my family mean the world to me.
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La Vie Parisienne, 1925
(via zombibat)Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks
I just fed the cat, stripped off and climbed in to bed after work with the cloudy head that is “taken all the meds” to fix a migraine.
“Can you come pick me up from the station? My car is fucked”
His tyre has been flat for months and he won’t change it or get or fixed, but he keeps pumping it up, which is probably doing it no good.
“I tried driving it but its making horrible noises.”
I told him to call the RAA and get them to fix it and he told me he has 3% battery left.
I don’t want to moooove. Zzz!Edit: Wrote this. Considered moving. Called Heath. He doesn’t have his RAA card that I gave to him to put in his wallet so now he is walking home. He is never going to learn. Ever. Fml.
the stillness is the moveHow do you do it? Where do you get your strength?