bona drag

Tip: This Valentine’s Day, don’t be romantic. Be Romantic! Recite Lord Byron on the edge of a barren cliff! Feel the gusts of the thunderstorm blow through your hair as you sob! Become a reclusive poet who trusts no one and is only seen at 2 am, wandering half-dressed through the streets and muttering in Old High German! Drown your lonely heart in laudanum and die at age 34 of tuberculosis, martyrdom in a small and ill-fated revolution, or wasting away from a disease that makes you look wan but poetic! Forget “forever alone”: You’ll always have your haunting past, your wasted ambitions, and the melancholy of a life unlived to keep you company!

me when i’m arguing with someone: look my memory is shit but looking at these vague statistics buried in my brain i can promise you you are wrong

if i had money and no anxiety i would be unstoppable

whenever i hear December 1963 (Oh What a Night) in public i go through a series of intense and haunting flashbacks that lead to me drop kicking the nearest object or human

So picture this. John rickrolls Sherlock. Sherlock is at first merely amused that John accidentally sent him the wrong link. Then he watches the video all the way through and takes it for a declaration of love. And that’s how they get together. Old memes.