|Me on my wedding day:||you still like me right|
Artists desperately need reassurance from the outside of their own worth. That’s one of the paradoxes of all art. Though they may often appear to be people of power and strength, it’s the reverse; they’re the most vulnerable people in the world.
I think Gus is the only person in the world I can think on getting married to and spending the rest of my life with. I just wanna be with the person I love and wake up everyday seeing him laying next to me.