Text: Lennon KnoxLennon:
You're texting me at 3 am for a fucking tardis pillow
I'm sorry, I'm sorry
That was mean but I couldn't help but laugh
Give me a second, I'll go check her room, I think I might have seen Maria toss it in the garbage though
...Yes I'm texting you at 3 am for a fucking tardis pillow what else would i text you for? Did you think it'd be a selfie?
I will get you back Lennon Knox. Mark my words...
....You think this is funny but I actually just fell off my sofa in a strange mixture of shock/ horror/ you-better-be-lying-to-me confusion...
Text: Lennon KnoxJaz:
....I'm P. Sure Penny stole my Tardis Pillow...
It's a little blue box shaped pillow, and she wanted to nap with it so I let her, except now it's gone m.i.a and I can't sleep without the bloody thing.
If you dare laugh Lennon I swear to God...
Can you just make sure my Tardis is with her thanks...
I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I’m not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.
Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves
car sex car sex carrrrrr sex :)
i didn’t do anything you did that to yourself :)