"I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you."

— (via fakeville)

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me after death *slams the hell’s gate open, takes off the bra and the shoes, sits on satan’s lap*: I’m fuckin’ home, what’s the wifi password

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