this blog is like a box of chocolates. I read a lot. I want tin can roses. I drink too much Lady Grey. I recite film lines to myself when I feel sad. I eat a lot of apple strudel. and this is my masterlist.
& i've left for a while. but why?
basement fighter(s)
When you’re gone.
All the words I need to hearWill always get me through the dayAnd make it okay
I miss you.
This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head. You could have chosen any random number and walked out of here today with everything you worked for. But you just couldn’t resist it, could you?
“Being in front of an audience makes me feel alive. Being with friends makes me feel alive. I’ve done some crazy stuff in my time, and yet I can feel infinitely alive curled up on a sofa reading a book. So, what makes me feel alive? I guess it’s realizing I’m part of the world around me.”
The One Where Sherlock gets it wrong and Mycroft grins. And James McAvoy drinks something.
