Jan 30, 2014
"Axl Rose was just...icky."
-- My mother.
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"Axl Rose was just...icky."
-- My mother.
Ba-dum-tiss!
8. How was my muse meant to know that the man at the door singing with a bouquet of flowers was trying to woo you and wasn’t some sort of creep?
Staring down at the mess and the possible battery charges he’d just created for himself, Andy reached up to scratch the back of his neck, humming out a high-pitched noise. Turning his head so that his voice would carry through the house, he called out. “Uh… Blaze?"
AND THEN THERE'S ANDY AND BLAZE ON THE OPPOSITE END OF THE SPECTRUM RIGHT NOW.
Hey, pst. I miss you and I don’t know if my texts are working for you.
Blaze's interview section makes me furious with him, holy Christ.
YOU BETTER BE TAKING OFF OF WORK FOR THIS TRIP TO VENICE BEACH THIS SUMMER.
-leaps into lap and kisses face all over because missed you so much;
-screams, catches, twirls in a circle and kisses a million and two times because holy fucking shit missed you; <333333
I miss Blaze and Andy, holy shit.