If you don’t want this beautiful picture of Steve Irwin holding a baby platypus on your blog then I’m sorry but I don’t know what you’re doing with your life.
I miss him oh so dearly :(
I remember the exact moment I heard he’d died :(
he was my entire childhood
I went to his zoo
i loved this crazy man so much
Love this man xx
every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up
ah but when you turn 34 you’re two dancing queens and thus having twice the time of your life. and at 51 you become the dancing triumvirate and three golden crowns are forged in your honor
lots to look forward to
Turns out fairytales end when they do for a reason.