As an American relocated to London but usually on the road I have no clue what time zone my blogs even on anymore,so I mostly just hang out here and troll for terrible puns. I'm open to whatever Asks y'all got to drop me, and arbitrary chats with random fellow tumblins' makes my day. So say hi! or ya know, I just might....
these teenagers and their dog are trying ruin our money laundering business. no tony put the gun down were doing this the old fashioned way. were gonna dress up as monsters and scare them
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life’s currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn’t a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.