I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart
Young but old-feeling, novel-writing nobody; a sucker for cityscapes.
how are real scientists not more pissed that ‘Flubber’ happened?
Anyone??
OH YEAH HIS ROBOT FALLS IN LOVE WITH HIM AND CANCELS HIS WEDDING WHAT A BITCHÂ








