How dreary would it be to feel complete.
fishingboatproceeds:

edwardspoonhands:

ka-blamo:

Is benedict cumberbatch unintentionally doing the vlog brothers sign here?

What is happening…where is this from…people don’t just UNINTENTIONALLY do the Nerdfighter sign…either he was told to do this or…or…

OR HE IS A NERDFIGHTER, HANK. (Source.)

fishingboatproceeds:

edwardspoonhands:

ka-blamo:

Is benedict cumberbatch unintentionally doing the vlog brothers sign here?

What is happening…where is this from…people don’t just UNINTENTIONALLY do the Nerdfighter sign…either he was told to do this or…or…

OR HE IS A NERDFIGHTER, HANK. (Source.)

Hannibal | City Edmonton

I honestly cannot wait for thursday!

1 day ago - 4

Sometimes you might need to stop looking for words
To describe the rain on your window.
It was raining
Often does it.
And for once and
Finally
You might want to use all that water
And wipe your glasses
Just a bit
Just in case.

tansheer.: Seven Times

tansheer:

Before stepping into the circle
of tightly packed men in Ihram reflecting the Sun
women in black shrouding their sensuality,
I wept.
If He hadn’t have forgiven me
why would He let me into His home?
perhaps I wasn’t such a disappointment
after all—
careful golden calligraphy gleamed
high…

1 day ago - 140

Un mardi soir.

Pourquoi ta voix doit-elle être
Celle-là m’écrasant dans ce siège.
Un mardi soir.
Je regarde devant moi.
J’essais d’oublier.
Je ne veux voir que ces lumières
Le rouge faisant la cour au jaune
Qui n’en veut rien,
Qui cours dans l’autre sens.
Et moi derrière lui
Et cette voix près de moi.

Crache tes mots, si c’est ce qu’il te faut.
Oui, je t’entends.
Mais suis-je à ton écoute?
Et si tu m’écrase sur ce siège,
Qu’écrases-tu vraiment?
Car j’ai une haine dans le regard,
Une colère dans la voix
Le grognement continuel d’un monstre à mes oreilles.
À chacun de tes mots, c’est ma rancœur qui s’enracine
Et qui prend puissance
Dans mon impuissance.

Et puis,
Le jaune n’est plus si différent
Du rouge.

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Sarah

Ellie Goulding - Your Song (par elliegoulding)

He always looks different. I always know it’s him. Sometimes, I think I’m everywhere at once, running every second just to find him. Just to save him. But he never hears me- almost never. I blew into this world on a leaf. I’m still blowing. I don’t think I’ll ever land. I’m Clara Oswald. I’m the Impossible Girl. I was born to save the Doctor.

(Source: morghhulis, via willliamherondale)

(Source: fallendoria)