Oh fuck.
I really, really think so. And I’m so happy to be able to say that.
No. Just no. She wouldn’t. I wouldn’t. I’m not.
I think she’d be really amazed and proud at some things, but equally ashamed and shocked at others. Or she’ll just think I’m awesome because she’s a naive twit.
She’d be scared of some things. The drugs, the alochol, the smoking, the mental disorder. But she’d be hella proud of my bedroom, my relationships with others and my friends. And when my boyfriend enters the room and I say “That’s Jesse, we’ve been together for about two years now,” me and her will share a look of “DAAAAAAAAYUUUUM, LUCKY BITCH.”
(Source: theythinkimfine)
probably get along really well. I think we’d sit and watch cartoons and I...read her story...
self believed that actors were more special than he would ever be. He also believed