"Mr. Whiskeres, art thou heere?"
[glasse ys knocked off of table]
"Mr. Whiskeres, art thou heere?"
[glasse ys knocked off of table]
for if anyone never saw it
(i love her)
for if anyone never saw it
(i love her)
#MeanGirlsDay
#MeanGirlsDay
Who ys lyke us?
Damn few.
Who ys lyke us?
Damn few.
[📷 Hannie Heere]
[📷 Hannie Heere]
nywolf.org
We are but two poor pawnes swimminge yn the Acheron
Year aftir yeare
Runninge ovir the same olde grounde, what have we founde?
The same olde feares.
Wisshe thou wert heere.
We are but two poor pawnes swimminge yn the Acheron
Year aftir yeare
Runninge ovir the same olde grounde, what have we founde?
The same olde feares.
Wisshe thou wert heere.
VERGIL: BIHOLDE! Ich, Vergil, have come heere to leade thee through the three realmes of the afterlyfe.
DANTE: That escalatid quicklye.
VERGIL: BIHOLDE! Ich, Vergil, have come heere to leade thee through the three realmes of the afterlyfe.
DANTE: That escalatid quicklye.
We are but two poor pawnes swimminge yn Acheron
Year aftir yeare
Runninge ovir the same olde grounde, what have we founde?
The same olde feares.
Wisshe thou wert heere.
We are but two poor pawnes swimminge yn Acheron
Year aftir yeare
Runninge ovir the same olde grounde, what have we founde?
The same olde feares.
Wisshe thou wert heere.
Seyde the jester to the thief
Ther ys ful great confusioun heere
Ich ne kan fynde no relief
The merchants thei do drynke my wyne
The ploughmen karve myne erthe
None of those folk along the lyne
Knowe what eny of it ys worth
Seyde the jester to the thief
Ther ys ful great confusioun heere
Ich ne kan fynde no relief
The merchants thei do drynke my wyne
The ploughmen karve myne erthe
None of those folk along the lyne
Knowe what eny of it ys worth