I may not go down in history but I’ll go down on you
*gets my nipples pierced at Claire’s*
DO
NOT
SPEAK
TO ME
WHEN
I HAVE
HEADPHONES
ON
JESUS
CHRIST
Screw poetry, it’s you I want,
your taste, rain
on you, mouth on your skin.
— Margaret Atwood, Late Night (via mcsnuggie)
i’m not saying i’m batman but answer me this have you ever seen me and batman in the same room
