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                     “ Choo, choo muther fucker. ”

     BOLTS

                “ My brethren called for me to ravage your ass                    with my monstrous cock. ”

     “Sven’s a fucking traitor! Er gibt mir nicht genug Kredit trotzdem!”

Banksy (via banksyarts )

and i’m talkin’ to myself at night because i can’t forget back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette

I’m leaving this place, but there’s nothing I’m planning to take; Just you. 

      ❝ That depends on what you’d be willing to provide. ❞

     Something about that look makes him shift. “...Whatever you happen to be in the mood for, I suppose. I’m... Flexible.”

    ❝Tell me you’re here for my entertainment. ❞

     “Maybe. What kind of entertainment?”