We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by the French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze flew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
“I don’t immerse myself in the Internet chatter because it opens you up to a whole source of danger.”
when u tell a joke and no one else laughs but u
Commanding a starship is your first, best destiny.
as if you’ve always been there and always will.
I come from under the hill… and under the hill and over the hills my paths lead. And through the air! I am he who walks unseen!
the comeback is better than the joke itself
this was on the last episode of drake and josh
they were warning us