galapaghost
When your pal disappears like they were taken by aliens and comes back looking like they were run over by a bus and a karaoke machine.
You were my partner in crime, and now you’re just some guy who dances in the rain and yells at the moon.
You vanished for a year and came back with a new haircut, a new job, and a new obsession with pineapple on pizza.
You were my hype man, and now you’re just some weird guy who talks to his plants and eats cereal for dinner.