It’s 2011, you’re invited to a film festival award after party, didn’t win anything- but at least you were nominated.

Ezra Miller is in the middle of the room with cigarette between his fingers, clearly enjoying his life, everyone is talking to him and noticing him. Who wouldn’t? He’s the raising star, bagging 2 trophies just tonight, kissed a couple girls already probably.

Life is so easy for him. So.. easy.