grey’s anatomy meme » (2/9) episodes - it’s the end of the world // as we know it
in hospitals they say you know, you know when you’re going to die. some doctors say it’s a look patients get in their eyes, some say there’s a scent - a smell - of death. some think there’s just some kind of 6th sense when the great beyond is heading for you, you feel it coming. whatever it is, it’s creepy because if you know, what do you do about it? forget about the fact that you’re scared out of your mind: if you knew this was your last day on earth, how would you want to spend it?
S A M W I L S O N // F A L C O N
“Some stuff you leave there, other stuff you bring back. It’s our job to figure out how to carry it. Is it gonna be in a big suitcase or in a little man-purse? It’s up to you.”
That girl is without a doubt, the lowest, most awful creature to ever walk the planet! ♥
The Parent Trap. (1998)
There’s a change you might me in the wrong business, Rogers.
Sea of Monsters: Stills
Throw back to the time when Percy found out Grover had goat legs and was also his protector, whatever THAT meant. Such lil’ geeks. Happy friendship week everybody.
You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people.
She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away.
When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet.
In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her.
You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper.
You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.
I lost five pounds in one week???