iinfragilis:

if we’re plotting and I say “ imagine ” or “ what if ” or “ okay but ” then you should know that I’m most likely about to fuck you up.

 



it hurts.

you have your beating heart in your hands.
your breath smells of alcohol.
you laugh.

god, it hurts.

DYLAN kramer LEWIS.
PANSY-ASS MOTHERFUCKER.

you can cope with that shit.

independent fandomless original character.
written by spence.
est. 30.04.16.