gbff.

i hate hearing when my friends are going through tough shit. i want to scoop them up and buy them some coffee and hug them and hold them and make them laugh until everything bad fades away.





even if it means having a twenty minute conversation with them where we speak with jersey yiddish accents about how we are going to write our own version of the king arthur legend. we're calling "king arthursteinowitz and the knights of the mazzo ball table".

lovehim!