retrospectxve:
[ text || brother ] :: not great. i thought i was going to throw up or pass out at first. celine told me right when we got to the hotel for our honeymoon after she had been in the bathroom for a while
[ text || brother ] :: just bring yourself
[ text to || piano man ] : that’s how i feel right about now
[ text to || piano man ] : alright… clearly i have no idea how this shit works
[ text to || piano man ] : i’ll see you shortly
[ text || brother ] :: i don’t blame you. it must be worse than it was for me. at least i wanted celine to get pregnant anyway
[ text || brother ] :: okay













