chickenmaniac:

like when he sees a bug…

(Source: lovely-misconceptions)

I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine.
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

(Source: kenlovers)

imjohn-locked:

'My ideal man. As I sat watching I said to my friend: “He's lovely, isn't he? I'd love to meet him.” Then a couple of months later I did. At that minute Martin walked in and I just had a thunderbolt. It  dawned on me: “Oh, God it’s him!” We flirted with each other all day and when I went home he texted me, saying “You left and I wasn’t done flirting with you. That’s a bit rude” - Amanda Abbington on meeting Martin Freeman

Happy 14th anniversary to the cutest couple! (01.08.14)

gorryb:

Johnlock and SH Aus (otter-hedgehog, bear, mochi)

…ovO”

(Source: ticklemetae)

I am entirely
composed of
bruises that
refuse to heal
and words I
wish I could
let myself
hear.
I surrender to the ocean, to the moon, to the stars, to the sun, to the earth. Bestowed by beauty all around me; I am humble. I respect life and promise to honour its gift. I will nourish my body and too my soul with the nutrients of love. I am where I am meant to be. I live in today, right now. I am present.