IN WHICH THE INTERNET ADVENTURER STORES HER VARIOUS SPOILS
(Source: diana-barrigan)

is pretty much what reminded me that I have a tumblr and oh, I should probably use it. Thank you, tumblr, for being the best source of Benedict Cumberbatch/Sherlock images.
I am such a cumberbitch, ohgod.
(Source: oxymoronish)
It’s been a while. Maybe I should start using you again. Yeah? Kay.
holes cut through black velvet
glinting like broken glass ground almost to powder or
spilled like baby teeth from an old pill bottle
pretty and white.
Hm. Maybe I want a tumblr where I can just write things. Idk. On that note, to bed, finally.

(via bookshelves)
I’m scared of a lot of things. No, I’m not talking about spiders, bears, white vans and open water. I’m talking about my future. I’m scared to grow up and leave friends behind. I’m scared to trust new people. I’m scared to make mistakes. I wish I wasn’t scared to push past my limits. I wish I wasn’t scared to succed or fail. I wish I wasn’t scared of myself.
Ditto.