Wannnt.
(Source: weheartit.com)
Cheers.
I’m sitting here thinking about how much time I’ve wasted worrying about you. Worrying about impressing you or keeping your attention. It doesn’t matter really. In five years I may not even remember your name. Or I won’t remember what it was about you that I found so fascinating. That is unless you decide that you want me to remember. I’m not going to spend anymore of my precious time over-analyzing everything you say and don’t.
I have big dreams that I intend to reach, and you’re nothing but dead weight.

<3
His name is Alexander Skarsgard.

I MEAN REALLY NOW - LOOK AT THAT FUCKING SMILE. I can’t handle it. AHHHHH. And he’s Swedish. Hello, where have you been all my life?!
….someone give this man a corgi to hold and I will literally need NOTHING else in life.



