hey, remember that time when i was independent and actually had my own flat and a job and had a girlfriend and now i’m back living with my dads and my kind of brother who’s now fifteen and still won’t stop talking about bugs? me too! can’t stop thinking about it, actually. i fucking hate bugs. jesus fucking christ. i love being that guy with a now irrational hatred for bugs. maybe if i just had a fucking interest in bugs too then everything would’ve worked out better. “ ...---avery. ”
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