Hey, you managed to do it for a good chunk of your life. I’m not going anywhere though, okay?
You don’t give a dog a bone and then take it away, do you? --But okay, I won’t go anywhere either. Even though I really wish we were anywhere but here.

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Hey, you managed to do it for a good chunk of your life. I’m not going anywhere though, okay?
You don’t give a dog a bone and then take it away, do you? --But okay, I won’t go anywhere either. Even though I really wish we were anywhere but here.
Have fun stumbling home in a drunken blur.
Should I be insulted?
Last time I made myself my first priority, both mine and your parents died Claire. I can’t afford to lose what’s left of my family. I need you around a lot more than you need me, Claire. It’s a fact.
You think I could bare to live a Freddy-less life? Why do you think I’m attached to your hip?
And I think now’s the time you get cut off. Nothing is going to happen, okay? I won’t let anything happen to you.
But if something does happen, you need to be your main priority. You can’t save everybody, Freddy. But make sure you save yourself. Because I can’t even imagine how shitty this world would be without a little bit of Freddy Ellis in it.
Right. Whatever. How about for Freddy’s sake, we don’t this right now. He’s already stressed out enough.
Do you wipe Freddy’s ass for him? --But fine, whatever. But I hope you know you’re delusional. This place sucks.
Hey, what makes you think I don’t fish? I’m a small town boy now, there’s not much else to do here…
Look, I’ll uh…I’ll see you when I get back. We can go out for a beer or something, I’ll prove to you there’s some fun things to do in this tiny town.
What kind of person quickly leaves town in the middle of the night to snatch up all the fish? Like I said, you’re a great liar.
Sure, yeah-- I’m counting on the beer.
Uh, yeah…just an…impromptu fishing trip, I’ll be back.
You’re a great liar, Harley. But nonetheless, have fun. Be safe, or whatever. Not like it matters.
By this point I should really start questioning your motives on getting me drunk all the time. Wanna talk about it though? Or is this another subject we avoid until the alcohol makes us face it?
What’s there to talk about? I only started planning my bicentennial a year ago, it’s not like I ever wanted to live to reach 200, right?
Are you aware we literally just got here and you’re already picking a fight?
Old habits die hard, I guess.
I prefer my life no business and all pleasure, but suit yourself.
To each their own, eh?
Anyway... It’s nice to meet you, Pleasure. I’m Claire.
Ever heard of Irish coffee?
Of course, but I’m not a fan. That’s like mixing business with pleasure and it’s so not my style. But by all means, drink your heart away.
This town should be so lucky to not have a karaoke night tonight. And if you’re nervous about what I think it is, you’re not alone there.
So drink up-- seems to calm the nerves. Just a bit, though. It’s not a sure-fire remedy.
Let’s start now.
I don’t necessarily know if I should mix my coffee with my booze.
What? Make it quick, I’m leaving.
Heading out of town?
You’re not wrong about that. Perfect cure for a really bad hangover.
I guess so-- but in my opinion, the perfect cure for a really bad hangover is to just keep drinking. Which I guess really isn’t a cure, but more of a state of denial.
Long enough to ask how much you’ve had for the night.
Well I’m bored and probably a little nervous, even though I hate to admit it. So I’m sure you can imagine how much I’ve been drinking, dear Freddy.
I don’t know why I’ve heard so much bitching and negative things about this place. It’s really adorable, I like it.
Are you drunk? Or are we living in different towns?