rubysharkruby:

She, uh, she took my brother to a circus in Marylebone. The crowd was seated up on risers, you know how they pack them in to sell more seats, and my brother dropped his shoe beneath it. But they were sitting low enough that my mother could reach down and get it. And that’s when the whole contraption collapsed. Her hand was smashed. She kept it, but it was too maimed to ever use again and the only thing that would take away the pain was laudanum.

kinnsporsche:

Whatever conversion technique you’re trying, I’m not up for it.
I’m not doing anything to you.

lesbianvamp:

You kept my room?

daenystormborn:

Well, how are we causing trouble? By going around like you are. Like we are? Yeah, with you know, without your mousse and your contacts in. This is who we are.

rubysharkruby:

Edward Little + that lock of hair falling across his eye