In honor of Milo Ventimiglia's birfday I bring a bad quality short film from the 90s! Ventimiglia plays a melodramatic gay teen who wears too much make up and can't dance. But regardless he's really fucking cute, like I-want-to-pinch-your-cheeks-and-then-probably-possibly-kidnap-you cute. I first saw this months ago as a GSA meeting and had to resurrect it for the occasion. Can't resist the jailbait.
( Here I am, trapped in a moving vehicle with the cutest guy I've ever seem. It's not fair. I'm dangerously close to getting into an accident just so I can throw myself on Michael a split second before we die. That would be it, the ultimate way to go. No, that would be dumb. I couldn't be found dead with my face in his lap, my parents would freak. )
( Here I am, trapped in a moving vehicle with the cutest guy I've ever seem. It's not fair. I'm dangerously close to getting into an accident just so I can throw myself on Michael a split second before we die. That would be it, the ultimate way to go. No, that would be dumb. I couldn't be found dead with my face in his lap, my parents would freak. )
drug of choice: Damien Rice - "Amie"
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