“That was the final irony, I think. That, and well, this. And "fuck you" for all of you who were thinking it: I guess when all was said and done, I was nothing more than a God-damned, trendy-ass poser.”
whenever I'm feeling particularly sad I just remember the time Matthew Lillard had his hand on my stomach and told me to breathe deep and suddenly everything is okay again <33
my autistic ass cannot decide which matthew lillard character i love more. brain is just playing ping-pong with itself, “no this guy. actually it’s him. no HIM. my bf.” BRO IT’S THE SAME GUY, DIFFERENT FONT. HELLO ??