listening to music in your room like
Thank goodness we’re going to be in New York together because I don’t think I could survive without my best friend and soulmate. Which is what you are to me. I love you forever and see you on Broadway.
I will stop reblogging this when it stops being perfection.
If I ever stop reblogging this please presume I’m dead
Ladies and Gentlemen, Elijah Wood.
“I’m doing stuff, Lori. Things.” (for Zuzanna)