Our lives are not our own

I let you live once, princess.
I am not a princess.

I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too  (via intensional)

There’s something I’ve wanted to say, always

I will solve your murder, but it takes John Watson to save your life. Trust me on that – I should know. He’s saved mine so many times, and in so many ways.


"i’m free."

rest in peace, robin williams.


aaaand now I’m crying.

Sherlock… mate…


I am groot.


I am groot.