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London? I love you.

• London spam

(via fuckyeah-jessicabiel)

(Source: flawless-places, via a-little-fish)

(via mercmouth)

Not that l give a fuck about another guy’s dick. We’re in an argument, and l was pushing her.
l was like, ”How big is he?” she says, ”Ten and a half inches.”

What’s about you, bruiser? What are you drinking?

(Source: inthisfuckinworld)

London: l’m terrified. l’m— l’m afraid.
Syd: Of what? What are you afraid of?
London: l’m afraid of falling in love with you again.

London (2005)

(Source: inthisfuckinworld)

You wanna know what it is? Pain, my friend is when the woman you love wants to fuck you four, five times a night, and you can’t!

(Source: inthisfuckinworld)

London: l love you.l love you. …. Come on, ”l love you too, London,” you fucker. You can say it. l’m not gonna tell anybody.
Syd: London, don’t.
London: What? What am l doing?
Syd: This.
London: What am l doing wrong?
Syd: Whatever this is, this obsession to put a verbal label on everything. lt’s not about words.
London: No, it is about words. Because if we didn’t have words, we’d be living in caves and still talking with our hands.
Syd: Stop. We haven’t even come close to a fight.lf we can avoid that first fight, by theory we’ll never fight. lt’s been so perfect till now. Don’t do this.
London: lt’s been perfect for you. FOR YOU.

(Source: inthisfuckinworld)

l’d rather regret something l’d done than something l was too afraid to do.