#a thinker

Don’t rush the time as the clock will continue to tick anyways.

The couch will be sold when the time is right, when the universe collides in a way that is so pure and beautiful and the one soul who is deserving of this couch is able to place their barren, desperate and aching hands upon it.

It’s still for sale though 😉

this broke my brain because

but also

Text:

“Something I hadn’t thought about in a very long time occurred to me recently.”

“I’d always wondered how given everything,

I was never able to stay sad for very long.”

“Some part of me just doesn’t hold onto it [at all], or doesn’t want to hold it.”

Quest -- cool gray

Xyx -- black

Toaster -- pale pink

"Winter, my dear white wolf, who walks through the blizzards that tear down homes. You, I give a purpose, one who carries the weight of all living things around you and beyond, for you will be the Guardian of Memories."

Proper English Gentleman Dio doesn’t exist so Cockney London Hoodrat Dio wins by default 

That’s actually a tough one. Cockney Dio gets defeated by his hubris like 100x worse and faster than he normally does, and that’s saying something, since, yknow, yare yare daze. He’ll just roll out there, grab his crotch and be like “Suck on me bollocks ye fockin hambone usin cockswallah!” and get sniped by a wooden stake or sommat. Stardust Crusaders would be four episodes long. 

Proper English Dio on the other hand, out-Proper-Englished spoiled slob Jonathan Joestar literally all his life.