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"Everything in my head went quiet. 

All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. 

When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. 

Even in bed, I’m thinking: 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips.. 
Or the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek. 
I knew I had to talk to her. 
I asked her out six times in thirty seconds. 
She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going. 
On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or talking to her.. 
But she loved it. 
She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times at different times of the day. 
She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk. 
When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely lock the door eighteen times. 
I’d always watch her mouth when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked; 
when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges. 
At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off. 
She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her. 
But then.. She said I was taking up too much of her time. 
That I couldn’t kiss her goodbye so much because I was making her late for work.. 
When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.. 
When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking.. 
And last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place. 
She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but.. 
How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her? 
Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t. 
I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her. 
Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. 
I see myself crushed my an endless succession of cars.. 
And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on. 
I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel.. 
How she turns shower knobs like she opening a safe. 
How she blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out-…. 
Now, I just think about who else is kissing her. 
I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once-he doesn’t care if it’s perfect! 
I want her back so bad.. 
I leave the door unlocked. 
I leave the lights on. ”

The most perfect and horrific thing.

I reblog this every single time I apologize

The pain this makes me feel…every damn time

every time i read/watch this i get all emotional sigh


(via haletothewolf)

Source: edgarwrights


When I was really young my mom told me that the reason people dressed up on Halloween was for my birthday.

Pissed me off when I found out it was all for candy.

Source: haletothewolf

L: New iPhone case! Pride and Prejudice meets Doctor Who. I’m in Love.


L: So I’m like, okay, no big deal, I can do this. They gave me plenty of advance warning, someone might die, but it’s okay. I’m strong, right? I survived Reichenbach! But, no. No, I don’t want to. I just. I can’t. 


L: Doctor Whooooooo


A: Mycroft looks on with disappointment as John poorly stifles his excitement.


L: In 2006 I was in my senior year of High School. Late, late, late one night I was home alone and flipping through the channels of our TV and ended up on Sci Fi; the only thing airing something other than infomercials at that time of night. For the next hour I watched a tall, leather jacket wearing man , a pretty blonde girl, a dying father, and giant flying monsters. I learned about tears in time and that an ordinary man is the most important thing in creation. I thought, ‘oh, this show. This show is something good. Something worth it.’ And it was. And it is. 

A: L had been trying to get me to watch Doctor Who since we became friends in 2010. Finally, we sat down to watch the first episode and halfway through I thought it was stupid and I fell asleep. L threw things at me. Tonight, though, after L quoted the show again for the crazy-something time, my interest was piqued and I said ‘okay, fuck it, I’ll watch it’. (L: It was a line from “Let’s Kill Hitler”.) We watched “Vincent and The Doctor” and within the first five minutes I was hooked. After, we watched “Blink” which left me a shaking, slightly terrified mess on my bed, under the covers. I also now, want an Angel at my grave site with the words ‘I Blinked’ on the headstone. I have one week before the new season premieres and six seasons to watch. Challenge accepted.


A: I’m in a glass case of emotion!!

L: The mean man punted Sherlock!


L: I found a surprise from A in my bed when I got home from work. Though the shipper in me disagrees with her comments.


L: We had Christmas in July. I decided this is how Sherlock survived the fall.

  • L: A, tell her how you felt after watching the end of series two.
  • A: *Sobs*
  • Friend: Really?
  • L: Yes! With the tears and the feelings and the 'keep your eyes fixed on me' and 'friends protect people' and, and, and 'you've always counted'
  • A: Oh, god, and Martin...
  • A&L: Freeman's face!
  • A: And 'I owe you' and 'you look sad' and...
  • L: 'Ordinary, Sherlock' and 'oh, oh, oh, oh,'
  • A&L: 'Stayin' Alive' and 'Honey, you should see me in a crown'
  • L: and 'the most human, human being' and 'I owe you so much' and 'you could' and 'the side of angels' and 'he's my friend, please, he's my friend' and, and...
  • Friend: ......
  • A: ......
  • L: I just have a lot of feelings.

L: My new iPhone case was waiting for me when I got home from work. Huzzah!