Not that little, but tallawah nonetheless

“I’m 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense.”

This is my boy. This is so my boy. Especially the bottom centre picture, while he’s repairing his lacrosse equipment while talking (quite frankly) to the counsellor).

And I’m never gonna not love a boy who tries to convince his best friend to be bicurious with him while they’re wandering through the school halls (he’d freeze for a moment if Scott said yes, but then he’d lean in, eyebrows waggling).

(Source: coleslaws, via daunt)