Uh, Liam sea cow

You guys! You guys! I have found the love of my life, you guys. Of my LyfFe!

Look at the delicate specimen before you! Would you just admire her in all her nymph-like glory!? WOULD YOU JUST DO THAT FOR ME?

Note the boner inducing juxtaposition of her pastel pink clothes that look as if they've been sewn from the morning light that glistens off dew drops on spider's silk, against that dark leather couch... that looks like it was made from the blackest hide from the angriest bull on the farm.

That leather came from such an angry bull that even killing and skinning this particular angry animal didn't put an end to it's rage. The only way the furniture store could avoid a lawsuit was by throwing in this dainty little lady with it. First you must get her to soothe the angry soul of the bull that is encased within the couch. She does this by first getting in her underwear, then being completely adorable. Then she lights a cigarette, because she's fucking fragile and emotionally volatile at this point. I mean, she can't see why that angry bull had to die for the leather to make this couch. She just can't handle the madness that is supreme quality leather furnishings.

And that's why I love her. She encapsulates all the things I love.

That and she's pretty. Mainly I like her because she's pretty. And, if I'm honest, because her butt cheeks are hanging out. She's pretty outrageous really.