Picture this: a kick-ass beach house in Costa Rica. Sunshine, feet in the sand… Sweet ocean view… We’d be one big, fucked-up, happy, dysfunctional family! We’d just chill and sing and… drink cocktails out of coconuts.
I’ll always choose you.
In any lifetime, in any world,
I’ll always choose
to love only you.
“The first time I saw him put on the helmet, I looked at him and said, ‘Robert, you are Iron Man. I mean, how amazing is that? For the rest of your life, you are Iron Man’” (x)
