Who else would find me at just this moment? First he found me drunk, now he found me cleaning up poo from a barking pony who was about to go into attack mode.
I'm told there's no going back. So I'm choosing forward.
How come princesses always have some huge flaw that can cause their downfall?
Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?
I mean, I think I am basically a cool girl, but I am also a pain in the ass.
Everyone on this island wants something kept quiet. I want to roar