* At An Art Exhibition, In Front Of A Million Dollar Painting *

good morning duckkk

no.

OMG YESS HAHAHA

HAHAHA REMEMBER WHEN WE DIDINT HAVE PERIODS HAHAHA

somebody make me a book where the protagonist is a robot and it embarks on worldly adventures, risks everything, lives the thrill anyone would desire, saves many people, befriends a cute chick/dude and when all is supposed to be a happily ever after- it presses the self destruct button and kills itself and the ones it saved

maybe i'm into werewolves now😌

the very scared face John makes while our dear Sherlock jokes about the bomb?? i suddenly realised that it might be due to all his army experience and seeing shit just blow away like that and now he'd be too...

i was making tea and now i want to die

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

and, of course, pain in the heart.

There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion.

Bacon (Lord Verulam).

That fits. They fit. THEY FIT😭

So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you. — Paulo Coelho

my eyes look like they could use some... life