I just want someone who will make me smile when I feel it’s impossible, someone who will always be there, someone who will make me feel so many different emotions. I want… Netflix
Stop blaming yourself for other peoples shitty doings to you.
They fucked up. Not you.
Sometimes I forget how sexy Tom Hiddleston is…. and then I see him again and I’m like:
Don’t like Doctor Who? Fine, I can see why.
Don’t like Sherlock? Fine, I can see why.
Don’t like Supernatural? Fine, I can see why.
Don’t like Firefly? You’ve got a problem. And that problem is my fist hitting your face.
I don’t think Moffat is ever actually going to tell us how Sherlock survived the fall
He probably doesn’t even know himself