I’ve always been very careful not to describe myself as a role model because, like anyone in the world, I am human, and I fuck up and I make mistakes. I’d never want anyone to make the same mistakes that I’ve made. I’d never sit here and pretend to be a figure of morality because I’m absolutely not. What I do see myself as is a mascot for kids who feel weird or out of place.
Poker face Doug’ and 3 girly men dancing.
So many weird situations happen to him and I love it
Brad omg ahahahaha
dumb lil dick
He’s so stupid why do I like him
We all like him because you can’t not like him. It’s all very logical really.
He’s so weird
Somewhere inside me is a merciful, forgiving person. Somewhere there is a girl who tries to understand what people are going through, who accepts that people do evil things and that desperation leads them to darker places than they ever imagined. I swear she exists, and she hurts for the repentant boy I see in front of me.
But if I saw her, I wouldn’t recognize her.