blacksheep-art:

Rosemary, Lavender, and Thyme.

tennant:

Time travel is like visiting Paris. You can’t just read the guidebook, you gotta throw yourself in. Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers. Or is that just me?

amatesura:

The girl smelling of honey and death.

newsradiogifs:

I feel just like the kid in Kramer vs. Kramer. And I will eat the ice cream, Dave.

montygreen:

LEILAS 11K CELEBRATION: @coulter asked Derry Girls + Favourite Character

chameli:

DIL SE + soundtrack (1998)

coltonwbrown:

Primrose Hill under Snow, 1968
David Gentleman

joeshardy:

I got you the cookie, Schmidt. It’s the best I can do, man.

captainpoe:

Seriously the bathroom sneak off?

“Your loneliness is precious to you, I know. Does it disturb you to know you are dear to me? Do not let it. It is such a quiet feeling. It is like the light coming into a room—moonlight—”

Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to J.M. Murry, dated December 14, 1919, Letters and Journals of Katherine Mansfield (Penguin Classics, 1977)(via luthienne)

bilosan:

Okay, I was trying to save you from yourself, like always.

trueloveistreacherous:

The Good Place (2016-2020)
Created by Michael Schur

rocktheholygrail:

How do you know Hannibal?

One could argue, intimately.