Is this what he felt like, he wondered, when he grabbed my sleeve as I was going out the door? Is this what made him shove my face into the fridge? Did he feel this when he passed by my bedroom door? Was this what he fought every time he remembered I existed?
deancas + best friends
The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all;
pluto is a planet again it’s like the time sir arthur conan doyle killed off sherlock holmes and the fans terrorized him into bringing him back
Are we still talking about Twilight?
Your sister is dead because of you!
We throw so much information at the jury that they walk into the deliberation room with one overwhelming feeling… doubt.