So no, this post will not be about my undoubtedly perfect friendship with India Davies or how she "rocks my world". I wont waste you time, I will be genuine and honest, as at the end of the day, thats what our friendship banks on.
India is very much like a species of indigenous poisinous frog, blaring warning signals and scare off any blundering predators and feeding off stupid naive flies. Yet for those brave, intrigued and slightly delirious adventurers, they find the sublime brilliance in this rare and treasurable species. They risk countless venomous attacks and low blows but seem to have the idiocy to continue to admire and exhaustingly attempt to understand this guarded creature.

P.S don't hug her