miilcys·:
just a bit, yeah, like the teeniest, tiniest amount possible. don’t OUT me like this, nick, you know too much. that was one hell of a team though, i’ll tell you that. honestly, i had my doubts n’ shit, but after this ? i could probably watch it, like, ten times … in a row. it’s that good. either that, or i officially have benjamin button disease. i, honestly, wouldn’t even be surprised if there was some partial truth to that. great minds think alike, jonas. duh. don’t shame my pizza like this, asshole. what’s your side of the grass lookin’ like then, huh ? huh punk ?
i think you’re telling a big ass lie right now, but it’s okay. i’ll let it pass. i could write a tell all with all the information i know about you. ever had an autobiography written by someone else ? you’re about to. who knew ms. cyrus was still in touch with her inner kid. good to know, man. i thought you lost her after humping a foam finger. aw, c’mon. benjamin button disease would be cool. we could celebrate your birthdays going backwards until.. well.. i don’t know what would happen when we reached zero. well, fuck ME then. lush. healthy. don’t be envious of my freshly cut grass.










