Pocketful of Mumbles

For years, sci-fi has asked, what if aliens were wetter than us. Project Hail Mary posits a new, daring question. What if we are the wet aliens

I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.

Both Armand and Lestat openly say they fell in love and entered a relationship with Louis solely because he had that sadness in his eyes you only see in eastern european gay porn but then they DARE to complain and feel scorned when he's depressed and sad all time like "damn when will this bitch have a good day" um never that's why you wanted him in the first place guys these days (19th century) want a brooding tortured prettyboy but get upset when all he does is stand in the rain and gaze at the world in despair c'mon now what did you expect...you made your bed now lie in it