...as if she mean it.
The funny thing about being Gypsy-born is that constant desire for the mundane.
For the standard fare.
For the prince charming, the picket fence, the Sunday dinners, and shiny kitchen sink.
The funniest thing about being Gypsy-born is the inherent knowledge that princes tend to be assholes, picket fences never stay white for long, you can’t cook worth a shit…
And who the hell looks at kitchen sinks anyhow?
Qweenie
Tuesday, 28 July, 2009 at 15:23I totally get that……
Beautiful pic sweetie
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Marie
Tuesday, 28 July, 2009 at 16:02Who the hell says that kitchen sinks are supposed to be shiny?? I’m happy if mine’s empty of dirty dishes!
TeacherMommy
Tuesday, 28 July, 2009 at 19:52*Gasp* Are you really gypsy born? Don’t ask me why, but that has just always struck me as being SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cool and kinda romantic in a literary sort of way.
*swoon*
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TeacherMommy
Tuesday, 28 July, 2009 at 19:52Oh, and I’m trying very very very hard not to hate how absolutely photogenic you are. Very hard.
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Tara R.
Tuesday, 28 July, 2009 at 20:30Yeah, princes do sometimes turn back into frogs, but a princess is a princess forever.
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the planet of janet
Wednesday, 29 July, 2009 at 1:03beautiful photo.
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Mr Lady
Thursday, 30 July, 2009 at 2:25I should talk about the post, but FUCK, dude, you’re pretty.
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