dear insecurities,
please go far far away please and thank you. maybe a trip to Madagascar with no returning flight? just a suggestion.
sincerely, my inner thoughts xx
[ass surgery]
girlfriend: i’m so nervous
boyfriend: it’s gonna be ok don’t worry
[after surgery]
gf, waking up: wait where’s my bf
doctor: who do u think gave u the ass
RT if you cried 😿
I just ran into Micheal Weist in the street and I asked for a picture and he said, “iM going to LOSe my HOUSe, i’m going to lOSE EVERYTHING.” and SEGWAYED down the street
throughout the day while david is editing i randomly walk by and yell his name repeatedly until i get his attention. when he stops editing i ask him stupid questions or tell him really shitty ideas just for fun. he now edits in the farthest back room with the door shut.