lately I haven't been able to think properly its more like all more thoughts are jumbled or someone has already stolen all of my thoughts and ideas. Originality has gone out of the window and whats in is being the same. Nobody can escape it we are all the same no matter how hard we try to be different we are all classed as something or another. But hey who cares? I like to think about purple velvet rooms with french furniture drinking tea out of a hat with the mad hatter whilst wearing this alexander mcqueen creation.
this is absloutely amazing, i would love to wear this everywhere
wow suprisingly when you type in purple velvet room you acutually get a velvet room, though my velvet room would be a less tactastic
if i ever wanted to drink tea with someone like the mad hatter all i would have to do is book my self into the mental ward at my local hospital
