you know what i dont understand????? those stupid tours that vine famous people go on?? like all of the stupid white boys?? you’re paying to see a bunch of stupid ignorant white boys be idiots on stage??? you can see that for free in high school
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.