The idea of spontaneously getting on a train and going somewhere far might be romantic in another country but England is too small for that. Pull an Eternal Sunshine and go where? Fucking Slough? Go to fucking Slough and get a fucking boots meal deal?
i only understand about 60% of the words in this post but i still think its funny
ok idk abt u but there’s just something intensely powerful abt this one image of tom hardy
dressed like a hobo, drenched in sweat and water while sitting in a lobster tank while manically looking around for some kind of answer
like it evokes some kind of gut emotion from me but i can’t identify it and it’s driving me up a wall