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And I’m on fire for you, clearly

John F. Kennedy’s favorite photo of himself, in Hyannis Port, 1959.

Tomorrow (later today at 8pm)


He might ask awkward things

Should I still be lying to him?

Am I allowed to ask awkward things? Obvs wouldn’t.

It’s a pretty significant day for this blog, as the majority of it is anticipating this very day eventually happening. My main objective is to tell him while gently coercing his own sensibilities. Given that he rarely shows sensibility, the chances of him showing it in the middle of a pub is unlikely. Might have to relocate proceedings.

If it actually happened. He’s gay (or bi but ew ) + (plus) he actually likes me.

What if he tells me to go and fuck myself because ‘no homo’ (or words to that effect)

Optional: Return to previous targets. Ew, Miles.


Well this is perfect.

(Source: Spotify)

(Source: Spotify)

(Source: Spotify)


Forever relevant.

(Source: Spotify)

Night time is shit.