I’ve come to find that my days are drawn together. I wake up for someone else and I go to sleep hoping i’ll never wake up. It’s been like this for so long, I don’t know how to…. live, I suppose. It started off when i was young but i can’t remember and now I have a hard time validating anything that i’ve experienced is real. I grasp at the memories I can remember like dropping dishes, I hope I can catch them all before they shatter on the floor. It’s harder and harder each time. I’m starting to wonder if it’s of any use. If there is a point.

Während ich im Zimmer sitze meinen abschiedsbrief schreibe Telefoniert mama im nebenzimmer und kriegt nichts mit, sie lacht so schön ich liebe ihr lachen, es tut mir leid.
SuicideSuzie turned 1 today!

SuicideSuzie turned 1 today!

wwruska:

kanrose:

wwruska:

[seductively licks keyboard]

Fun fact: keyboards have more bacteria on them than toilet seats, darling.

[horrified scream]

Sherlock straightening his suit during/after the Jaria diamond fight

starlightcrow:

Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston

starlightcrow:

Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston

missrenholder:

BASMF.
thedoctordavidtennant:

Even though we all know John is Sherlock’s man….but I ship it.

thedoctordavidtennant:

Even though we all know John is Sherlock’s man….but I ship it.

kungfuqua:

ataraxie by michel nguie on Flickr.
borninacityofevil:

Five Finger Death Punch- Under And Over It.

borninacityofevil:

Five Finger Death Punch- Under And Over It.