laughs into the night

anyway since i’m having a massively shitty night here’s one photo of me in which i reckon i resemble gillian andreson a bit and one where i look like a bitch yeah that’s it 

the funny thing about me is i have a massive inferiority complex a few days ago i asked a question in my lecture and due to my being nervous (because social anxiety and shizz) i wasn’t sure how to phrase it so i gave it quite a lame, unclear ending and some idiot girl snickered and i could see my lecturer couldn’t understand what i meant and i could feel tears welling up in my eyes and there was nothing i wanted more than to get out of the audience room go home and stab myself with a knife as a punishment good night folks


yesterday my cousin slash friend said gillian anderson is ugly

i haven’t talked to her since

Will turned toward him and rolled onto his side. He propped himself up on one elbow and leaned over him. Hannibal felt hemmed in, as he had in the asylum when Will kissed him. It wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. Will’s thumb skirted the edge of his lower lip, so softly he barely felt it.

"Tell me you love me," Will said. His expression was as good a mask as any Hannibal had ever worn.


"I want to know what you look like when you’re lying."

(fic here. it’s chaptered. witha sequel. or a few, i haven’t gotten to them yet.)


i can’t believe i had to read this with my own two eyes

i’ll use a pink dye to spell ‘bisexual feminist’ on my hair if this means she’s going to stay away from me.

i heart THE X-FILES


DSI Stella Gibson in The Fall S2 [x]

❝ Above anything else, stay true to yourself. Whether that means for you that you like to have blue hair, or you don’t like to drink, or you are attracted to the same sex, or you want to remove yourself from Facebook, or you’ve got 3 different kids from 3 different dads but you know you’re a really good mom, or you cry for a week because your turtle died. Whatever your truth is, stay true to yourself. But be a good person while you’re at it. ❞
—   Gillian Anderson’s advice for young feminists. (via foxsmulders)   —

How do you catch a killer hidden in plain sight?