*Saudade*

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I once hand made a girlfriend a 50 page leather bound book. It was an illustrated fairy tale about a princess and an eccentric magician. The magician had his heart broken so badly in the past that instead of keeping it in his chest where it could easily get hurt again, he kept it locked up in a rusty trunk under his bed, where it had withered into a shriveled apricot. A lot happens that can’t really be summed up in one paragraph, but at the end, his apricot heart swells to the size of a house and they end up living happily ever after inside of it. It took me about a month to make, it was all rhyming, hand painted… something I was pretty gosh darn proud of. I really poured a lot into it, and I think its filled with some of my best paintings yet. Sadly in real life the story didnt end as happy as it did in the book. Lets just say I’m living alone in that giant apricot heart at the moment.
Matthew Gray Gubler (via gentle-insomnia)

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I convinced my mother to watch the second series of Sherlock with me.

I wasn’t sure if she liked it or not throughout the three episodes. Monday was time for Reichenbach and she was mad at me because it ended with a cliffhanger.

Especially when I told her that Sherlock isn’t alive because of some supernatural occurance. (She isn’t that informed about the story of Sherlock Holmes)

Today she asked me about the next episode. I informed her that the season ended with Reichenbach and that we have to wait until next year. Understandably she was as mad as on monday.

Abgelegt unter sherlock reichenbach feels watching tv and movies with my mother