(Source: , via ruinedchildhood)
"We both know it’s not my turn any more. We both know we’re not standing in the sun, we both know you’re standing in the shade of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, and it’s his turn. As long as we’re back it’s always his turn. Despite the fact that I’m the one you like to ride, that I’m the one who makes you moan, that I’m the one who reaches you in places that he can’t begin to touch. Isn’t that right?"
oh my god I love him…