The real postal were the dudes we made along the way

Closeups 🔥🔥

Michael Jackson ෆ⁠╹⁠ ⁠.̮⁠ ⁠╹⁠ෆ

and before any of you start to say sumn, LOOK AT THE MAN AND TELL ME HE ISN'T CUTE. TELL ME HE ISN'T HANDSOME. TELL ME HE ISN'T HUSBAND MATERIAL.

SEE???

i'm gonna die he's so cutesy and princess and so beautiful and so.. sob i miss you pookie come back

exactly. so, i will most definitely be fulfilling my dreams of being his lady through here :3 i have so many ideas already I can't wait to post them

When i die, i wanna be born in the era where he lived, and somehow my delusional ass would find a way to befriend him and be his :D !!

(Let a girl dream pls😞)

(thinking abt his appearance and how it'd sometimes distort based on how Alex remembers him in that moment. Some days, he looks exactly like his final moments, other days, he's back in his school uniform and his face is left untouched by any bullet. Sometimes, the damage spreads further than it actually was, and other times, it's smaller, as years pass and Alex's memory begins to blur. Was his hair always that long? His eyes were surely a cool color, but he struggles to remember the exact shade anymore. Just these small things that he loses track of, the longer Nigel's been dead for.

That suit isn't the only thing that is dripping WET

Wish he was banging me instead of that table