—madison, you guys know madison beer. we’re the best of friends, we go out—everywhere. i mean, everywhere.

she wanted to go to a, uhm—tyler, the creator concert, first of all she didn’t even tell me, she just bought the tickets and forced me to go.

it’s okay though, i still love her. since she’s, honestly famous, i swear she knew, we’d get accusations of dating.

many fans, including people who didn’t even know her. still recorded us, videos and pictures, being uploaded onto the internet.

let me, LET ME EXPLAIN WHAT WE WERE DOING.

first we walk in, normal, in vip section, people barely around us. tyler preforms, she got cold, so i gave her my sweater, AS A FRIEND. her head leaning on my shoulder, MY ARM AROUND HER WAIST.

it’s not even that bad, and she didn’t even care about the shit happening on the internet.