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- “but the thing is, jumping off cliffs is kinda my thing.”
It’s all “History, huh?” this and “I love him on purpose” that, but boy if I don’t hear the words “Cornbread knows my sins, Henry” we’re gonna have a problem
no because he gets me. i am henry fox. henry fox is me.
 controversial opinion: SKAM is literally the blueprint of every lgbt gay show😘
The angst! The love! Not “seeing the news”, stumble down pretend alleyways (Prince consort road:(), THE REFERENCE TO WHEN THEY WERE IN PARIS. THE CONTINUOUS REFERENCES TO WANTING PRIVACY
Tell me this is not them..
I'm so in love that I might stop breathing Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling No, I didn't see the news 'Cause we were somewhere else Stumble down pretend alleyways Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne I was taken by the view Like we were in Paris
Privacy sign on the door And on my page and on the whole world Romance is not dead If you keep it just yours
Let the only flashing lights Be the tower at midnight
I expect to see this song on every firstprince playlist.
Alex Claremont-Diaz is the person who actually reads the terms and conditions before agreeing to them.
Henry: I feel so comforted knowing that my ancestors are looking up at me from beyond.
Alex: Um, don’t you mean looking down at you?
Henry: no, they sucked
Nora: “Well. Babe. You’ve been wanting him to dick you down forever, right?”
Alex:
Rafael Luna: exists
Alex: ❤
Shaan: exists
Alex: ❤️
Liam: exists
Alex:❤️?
Henry: exists
Alex: slowly caresses magazine❤️
also Alex: NoRa Do You ThInK tHaT iM sTrAiG—
Alex: exists
Nora: Jesus Christ, do you ever stop?!?!?!
Henry: Does something Alex doesn’t like
Alex: What in the white people??
Alex: I really do love you but I will physically fight you for that pizza slice, you understand?
Henry:
Alex: Do you understand
Henry: aggressively nods
Really channeled my inner Alex Claremont-Diaz by having 3 coffees before lunchtime.
“It’s full of books and plants she tends to with complex spreadsheets of watering schedules. Tonight, she’s sitting on her living room floor in a glowing circle of screens like some kind of Capitol Hill séance.”
Alex remembers it in vivid detail: himself at eighteen, dispatched to Rio with June and Nora, the campaign’s delegation to the summer games, one weekend of photo ops and selling the “next generation of global cooperation” image. Alex spent most of it drinking caipirinhas and subsequently throwing caipirinhas up behind Olympic venues. And he remembers, down to the Union Jack on Henry’s anorak, the first time they met.
Henry sighs. “Is that the time you threatened to push me into the Thames?” “No,” Alex says. “It was the time you were a condescending prick at the diving finals. You really don’t remember?” “Remind me?”
Friendly reminder that Alex Claremont- Diaz is the moment.
But like,
Someone check upon my boy Henry
“Alex hears more about the tedious details of operating a sailboat than he would ever care to know and sends back nothing but: cool. Eight hours later“
The way if I was Henry, I would literally cry. I need validation and so does Henry, dont @ me.
Alex: I am very mature and will run for senate one day.
Also Alex: puttheminmyroom, puttheminmyroom, PUT THE TURKEYS IN MY ROOM JESUS CHRIST