Imagine that you’re awkwardly sitting there at a formal dance when suddenly you see a hand extended towards you. ”May I have this dance?” they ask. You look up, and find that it’s your favorite character.
Imagine that favorite character then fucking you so hard that night that you don’t think you’ll be able to stand the next morning.
(via shy-n-awkward)
+David Foster Wallace, The Pale King (via fromhereto100)
(Source: larmoyante, via hahahaeun)
