Look at this. I’m at a restaurant and I can’t stop thinking about it. This 6ft tall, precious cutie strutting down the street like a young child. Singing to himself. Alone. Like a freaking cutie.
His bag is at such an angle that it clearly shows his jolly walk. The track suit bottoms that don’t reach his cool dude shoes because he’s so freaking tall. Just look at him and admire his adorableness.
I hate him.