I couldn't decide whether I should keep my flat in Baker Street or leave it for my penthouse in Gotham. So I thought I'd run a blog and just reblog things instead. Nice and easy. Perhaps I'll simply walk into Mordor. Or rent a fucking summerhouse. Grimmauld Place should do. / Forever a member of House Stark.
cards against humanity / sherlock edition [insp]
Expectations Vs. Reality / Game of thrones
I decided to visit the Boston Public Gardens today, to see the bench from Good Will Hunting, so I could pay my respects to one of my idols. I wasn’t alone, as crowds of young and old stood near, bound together by sadness.
Rest in peace Robin.