Happiness isn't happiness without a violin-playing goat.

Last night I watched one of my favorite movies, which was set in a part of London that became, I believe, overwhelmed by tourists after the release of this movie. I love it so much even though every fucking time I watch it, I cry like a baby. It's so romantic and so touching every time I see it. But I'm allowed.

I was silly enough to write this at 8:41 AM