Guardian Rock

thank you for come to brazil

in fanfiction we must sometimes ask ourselves not if he would do that but under what conditions would he would do that

They should let you vomit a black sludge and when you are done you feel better about yourself. Also the black sludge forms into an evil clone you can make out with.

The specific pain of having the perfect sentence arrive in your head at the exact moment you cannot write it down. driving. shower. falling asleep. never at the desk. never when the document is open. i have lost more good sentences to the gap between the bed and the phone than i have ever actually written.

'i cant believe shes 50 shes still so beautiful' 'she hasnt aged one day past 30' 'how is she STILL gorgeous??' you people are so weak. how about aging is hot and signs of age are sexy and shes getting more attractive every year. how about that