my life plan is to one day be walking down the street and run into my favourite band member and pretend i don’t know who they are and act like i don’t run a blog dedicated to their existence and start a normal conversation and then they will think “wow she’s pretty cool and she’s not a crazed fan i’m going to ask her out for dinner” and then 5 years after we’re married i’ll say
i knew you were in the band
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god