why is phil so fuckin casual about everything? “oh ya i forgot my son that i murdered on his own request is back from the dead” and “hm there’s a massive enchanted forest that just appeared outside my house overnight and may or may not be my wife, the goddess of death…techno did you make coffee?” like my man how much weed are you smoking?
Serena Motola photographed by Franz for Ultramarine Studio.
if you’re one of those assholes that parks diagonally in a parking spot to keep people from parking next to you on your fancy car know i can and absolutely will go out of my way to park next to you and as close as physically possible to your car while still being parked straight and within the lines of my own spot because spite fuels me :)
just came to the realization that my full name has the same sound and syllables of ‘bella lugosi’s dead’ but i can’t make a joke about it without doxxing myaelf
