I Have Resting Bitch Face Syndrome... I'm Sorry.

You guys, he’s back!

So I looked this guy up. First, not shown in the first gif is the fact that he’s just wearing regular pants:

I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature.. All of this is art to me.

Me: *reading a book* oh I like this character. He’s so funny, sweet and cute.

I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don’t tell me why we don’t belong together,“ he said fiercely.

All I want to do is go on road trips and have sex.