Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way...
King My. 22. Queer. Hopeless Romantic. NYC.
“I have come to believe over and over again that what is most important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared, even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood.”
Longest day filled with nothing but drama, disappointment and Pommes Frites.
I want a fucking massage and a blunt.