the downside of having an alien friend
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It was a soft October night,
T.S. Eliot, from The Complete Poems And Plays: 1909 – 1950; “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
Last night I dreamt that I ordered a shot glass engraved with the phrase ‘World’s Greatest Detective’ but when it arrived it was actually a chunky black cocoa mug that said ‘World’s Gayest Detective’. Is it fuckor if it’s your own subconscious calling you out?


“Best out of three.”
“Nope.”
“First to five.”
“Not a chance.”
“I am not going out like this.”
“I don’t know what the problem is – you look fine. Very… cuddly.”
“You’re not funny.”
”Adorable, even.”
“I may vomit.”
“Look on the bright side – at least the deal wasn’t trousers.”
“Ha! You’d never get into my trousers.”
“Could have fooled me.”
“John!”
“I can see you smiling.”
“One more game… winner takes all.”
“All?”
“Every stitch.”
“Oh, you are on.”
“I thought I might be.”
“But this time…”
“This time?”
“…you can’t be Miss Scarlett.”
your tumblr avatar is who you are on the outside, and your discord avatar is your true self
No offense but your friends are your soulmates too and not just people to complain about your romantic relationship to






