Don't look back, my love.

  Let’s

make

love.

  Let me kiss

every inch

of your body.

Let me leave

my little love bites

everywhere.

  Wrap your legs

around my waist,

and let me kiss

your neck.

Let me be

inside of you,

and fill you up

in every crease.

  Let me kiss you

passionately,

and look into

your eyes.

Let’s make love

all through the morning,

all through the afternoon,

and all through the night.

clockworkpain:

Let’s just thank god that John Green didn’t have Hazel and Augusts text like normal teenagers

because can you imagine

arkhams:

hey … so,.. uhh… (looks at notecards) did you uh did …you fall out of heaven because um (drops cards) shit fuck oh god fuck im so sorry  youre-youre just s o.pretty i m soryr

feministpixie:

A teenage boy logs on to facebook to update his status. “Women, you don’t need to please a man to feel good about yourself. You are all beautiful, no matter what.”

Suddenly, a ray of light beams down upon him. A chorus of angels sings as Mary Wollstonecraft descends from heaven.

“Thank you, son,” she says. “You’ve done it. Sexism is over.”