#hyattrambles

my favorite iteration of angels are ones where their wings and halos are erogenous zones like god intended.

dom in the sheets, trophy boyfriend in the streets :)

i love territorial men. that’s the post. territorial men get kisses on the forehead immediately. the hottest thing a man can be truly.

"I live in your head rent free." wrong. you live in my head against my will. get out.

imagine my surprise opening instagram to see my friend on the red carpet. with his family. at publicity for the pitt. his father is the lead actor. his father is fucking noah wyle.

“i could fix him” “i could make him worse” well, i could be his favorite.

as a classically trained pianist nothing gives someone away more than when they ask if i can play rush e. it’s not even low bar, it’s an excuse of composition, and clearly you don’t even have elementary knowledge of composition, let alone piano. a simple google search of sonatas would leave me more impressed than whatever the hell of an excuse rush e is.

first ever conversation i don’t want to wring his neck, what the hell is this