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kati, 20. infp. ozarks. professional cat-herder, amateur pie-maker, full-time reblogger extraordinaire, and sometimes studio musician. this is a blog where quality comes to slowly and painfully die. my photos. about me.
a table, a chair, a bowl of fruit, and a violin; what else does one need to be happy?

forgot their prada at the cleaner's along with their hoodie and fuck-you flip-flops
“Why me?”
“Why not?”
“I just thought… wouldn’t you rather take, I don’t know, I mean-“
“Sherlock? Nah. Between you and me, Molly, he doesn’t seem like he’d be much fun. I like to have fun every now and again, keeps me young. And I’d have to keep apologising for him. I have enough trouble keeping track of who I need to apologise to for myself, I can’t be having that.”
“John, then? You said… it was dangerous, and I’m not- I mean, I don’t know how to fight or anything.”
“Not a big fan of fighting myself. You don’t mind about that by the way, do you? That it’s dangerous.”
“…No.”
“Well then. What’s the problem?”
(Source: ayries)
Ok. I am so happy I found this, because I have wanted to say this for a long long long time. If there is anyone who...