Happy Birthday Freddie Mercury // September 5, 1946.
When I’m dead, I want to be remembered as a musician of some worth and substance.
Long Car Rides
Other people: uh so boring
Me, a maladaptive daydreamer: oh this is a blessing let me just listen to music and stare at my window while my mind slips away into my alternate reality
My ideal morning: I wake up, get out of bed, get into another bed that is warmer and softer, and fall asleep
me: *obtains minor interest in thing*
minor interest in thing: *bursts through the doors to my brain* my city now
