touch of nature

to thine own self be true

off with his head

every inch a king

bootylicious

spring

to sleep, perchance to dream

i have watched all 6 seasons in the last two weeks, more more more

globe trotter

the course of true love never did run smooth

long term best friend

i see spring

are you a lucky little lady in the city of light

i am... woman

hold a mirror up to nature

put money in thy purse

i want to feel summer

peg leg and crab hand, world domination

spring cleaning in january

merry christmas, i got the best present ever

love looks not with the eyes but with the mind

what light through yonder window breaks?

the winter of our discontent

needless to say

i dont drink coffee i take tea my dear

dear God, make me a bird. so i can fly far. far far away from here

we can do it like the mandem

sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me

let the world slip