Or, magic.

OK, so you know how sometimes you’re imaginary friends with someone for like five years until one day you randomly (head shots) have a reason to start talking on the phone, and the next thing you know you’re talking like old married people, you know, the kind that actually like each other? Then less than a week later you can’t fathom how you ever DIDN’T absolutely adore this person with every fiber of your being? And neither one of you can even exactly REMEMBER what happened, how you got together, because there were jumps, like fucking Wrinkle in Time tesseract jumps, and it’s clear that you are effortlessly reading each others’ minds, or else SOMEBODY is a warlock?

That. 

  1. thisismyboard said: Love that!
  2. or-doesitexplode said: i knew it was gary, instantly
  3. ron-bailey replied:
  4. monkeyfrog said: “head shots”
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