Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
I can't believe I'm saying this. Not after over 8 years of knowing her.
Thatcher is the One.
Every Girl is my LGF.
This one Girl is the Girl who is changing me forever for the better.