sorry, no schmovement today. im schtationary
Still stuck on how Aziraphale ate that meat like he was starving. Like he’d been starved for millennia, and he hadn’t even known it, because he’d never once been fed. But we know they don’t have to eat (nor sleep, etc.), so what he’d been starved for is pleasure. Being present in his body, feeling the joys and longings it could feel. Understanding what taste buds were made for. He hadn’t known; he’d never learned to miss it.
Now imagine what a kiss has done to him.
you know what? I WILL play with jpgs like dolls. what if life could be dream
People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
sentence i found on a grocery store review
fuck me all my friends have jobs which means they have no time to play toys with me and its fuycking ruining my life