If I were a farmer I simply would not need a sheep dog. I would reason with the sheep and explain to them the logic of where I want them to go.

I need someone that speaks the same language as my soul.

not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

no casual dating please i want to drink your soul and you to drink mine or i don't want anything at all

yeah as soon as I wake up no longer fatigued for the first time in my life I'll be set

I have no concept of tmi you should tell me everything

they call me the fact checker the way I always go “hang on. let me look this up” mid conversation

i do genuinely need to go on some sort of quest this year or i’m going to become evil for real