I LOVE Brian Kinney. LOVE. And, yeah…Justin. I guess I kinda love Justin by proxy.
YOU ARE ALL KILLING ME WITH HOTNESS AND .GIF SETS. GUH. AND UNF. AND LASKDJFLSADKJLDJFLDFJLJLFDSALJK.
(Remember that one time when Justin topped Brian and I thought my brain was going to explode? Remember Ethan? Wow, I wanted to punch him in his face. He was the original “smarmy meerkat face” for me, I think.)
Remember how Ted. Jesus. I ALWAYS WANTED TO PUNCH TED.
And, Emmett. I always wanted to be bff’s with Emmett.
Also? I really wanted Lindsay and Melanie to shut the fuck up most of the time. (Not because of the lesbianism, but because whinewhinewhinewhine.)
Debbie. So….well, just Debbie.
And Michael? I always wanted him to morph into Vince from the British QAF.
I have Ben feels. Many Ben feels.
Did I mention that I have a hoodie that says, “Brian Kinney is my pretend T.V. boyfriend” on it?