guy with beards

request from anon.
a little letter for the boy with the buzzcut who’ll be on the big screen soon:

“Dear baby,
I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight.

They don’t pull away, they don’t look at your face, and they don’t try to kiss you.

All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness in it.”

“I hope you become addicted, baby.

I hope you become addicted to saying things, and having them matter to someone.”