Alone is what I have; alone protects me
I believe paradise is made of tea, kittens, redheads, indie rock and British accents.
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Photoset reblogged from Arty Morty
“You! What did you say to Kate? She thinks I’m the renaissance. She’ll think I’ve lied. I had to go along with all this reclusive genius stuff. She’s gonna be very upset when she finds that I’m a reclusive wanker.”
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Photoset reblogged from Arty Morty
“Hello! I’ve come to serenade you. I can’t play guitar. I can’t play this, either, but I thought it’d be less obvious.”
