i think im gonna transfer over to another tumblr.. i have like a hundred followers and only know 14 of them. it gets awkward. okay. we’ll see though.
me: you make me feel safe.
tyler: cuz you are safe with me!
me: but what if a bunch of black people try to steal all my bacon fried rice?
tyler: i’d get out my lvl 85 shaman!
n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life, a mood whose only known cure is the vuvuzela.