Bijoubell: Then There Was This One Night I Noticed A Tree That Stood By Itself ‘Bout An Hour Up North, And I Can Picture Her Holding Onto The Limb, Wearing A Summer Dress, And A Grin, Swingin’ Back And Forth.
things-inbetween: bijoubell: *has “Hot For Teacher” stuck in head all day* I literally can’t get over this sweet beautiful lady.
