heartcramp:

Look, if you nicely tell me that swearing makes you uncomfortable and you politely ask me not to, I will stop immediately and speak nicer than a nun.

But if you start acting like you’re on some fucking high horse, or telling me that I’m going to Hell for talking the way that I do and you can’t “be around that kind of language” then you can bet your motherfuckin’ ass that I’ll be fucking cussing like a cunt-fuckin’ sailor you maggot-ridden piece of dick.

A writer is a world trapped in a person.

— Victor Hugo (via nestingcas)

bvrkee:

I just want to be lying next to you with my arms around your waist and my head on your chest saying nothing, doing nothing.

You can’t just make me different and then leave.

 Looking for Alaska, John Green (via dissapolnted)
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