LIVE FOREVER;

favabean05:

hacheload:

cronusempire:

steven-moffat:

grim-bark-tier:

lordwhat:

There should be a show called “You’ll Never Find Out” where each week there’s a new story with a new set of characters and it always ends on a cliffhanger.

Well hello there satan

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NO BUT THEN IN THE SEASON FINALE THEY HAVE LIKE 3 MINUTE SPOTS TO SHOW THE CONCLUSIONS FOR ALL THE STORIES

AND PLOT TWIST: All those unconnected stories? They connect like puzzle pieces in the end. 

I would watch the fuck out of that.

inrowlingwetrust:

theblackship:

ilvalentinos:

robert-pattinson-hates-his-life:

Rob talking about a stalker he had in Spain.

HE COMPLAINED ABOUT HIS LIFE. 

TO A FAN.

FOR TWO STRAIGHT HOURS. 

Bless this man.

the man. the myth. the legend.

Crying.

Describing love isn’t impossible, it’s just difficult because not one love is like another. Every relationship works different. Every relationship has their differnt ways of loving and being loved. You might think that one couple is crazy for still being together when all they do is argue, but arguing means fighting. It means finding solutions and unlocking the doors into the heart, door by door. I think as long as people are arguing, everything is perfectly fine, because that means they’re willing to fight. If not, then they wouldn’t go through this. Another couple never argues - they’re so happy that it almost seems perfectly fake. Their love might be more about forgetting bad stuff and moving on. They are going through shit, and they have their differences, but they see love as a chance to be happy. Whenever they see each other, their bodies fill with joy, and they don’t need to discuss what happened because they’re together and happy now. That’s what counts, and they don’t want to waste a second with bad thoughts when they’re together. Tonight when they’re home alone again, missing their other half, they argue with themselves. They let their anger out on themselves so they can be calm and peaceful when they see each other again. This love is about swallowing feelings, and the other about spitting them out.
Elay Neal Moses, Differences in Love (via coachela)