I'm not entirely sure WHEN I became so predictable, but damn do I have a freakishly consistent type of celebrity crush. It's not the 6ft something, clean shaven, pretty boi. NO, of course not, because MY dumb ass is too busy staring at the 5'8" motherfucker who walks like he's at least 5 inches taller, has a well-maintained beard (hiding a gorgeous, dimpled smile), broad swimmer shoulders, and eyes you could lose yourself in.
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