(Source: batmaned, via brucewayneissexy)
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit...
... Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
This is just me, the girl who runs this. My Stories
Questions for me?
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