Your Neptunian Boyfriend
Your Neptunian boyfriend never gave a fuq what time it was. He wasn’t “always late” – he saw himself as transcendental. But he’d queue overnight to be there on time for music, cinema or drugs. He had a horticulture degree’s equivalent of knowledge on Dream Weed and framed his use of Space Dust as some sort of anarchy. You could tell he thought his beauty and charm inoculated him againstRead More…