I think John Green should write an imperial affliction for us just to make the fault in our stars hurt a little less

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I think John Green should write an imperial affliction for us just to make the fault in our stars hurt a little less
“Baby Girl Come Thru”
What’s the matter Bunny?
I need help with my science project. Come help 💋
Ask nicely and you shall receive.
Love me
“You were my cup of tea, I drink coffee now.”
— 10 word story #2 by E.K. (via eric-khach)
Love me
If u were the opposite sex for a day, what are somethings u would do? 👀
Play with my dick and tell every single female I come across that they’re beautiful and worthy of all the love in the world .
But mostly play with my dick.
I need help with my science project. Come help 💋
Ask nicely and you shall receive.
“Ah mi me gusta cuando bajas downtown “
Demonia baila
the ‘big three’ of coping mechanisms are jerking off, fucking up your hair, and playing your favorite music real loud
I miss you , come home 💋💕
How should I get you out of my head when I can’t even get you out my bed, to which, in disguise of a lover, I invited the devil to sleep, instead. And I wonder how hell’s face can be so tender, you’re not the sin that I remember and when your eyes give absolution, the burdens of our deeds make me surrender. The sounds dropping from your lips are the holiest noises that I witness and all my faith is rearranged in between our sinful kisses.
// ‘heaven’s a lie and hell never existed’ j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)