So fair, yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter’s chill.
(via crowley--aziraphale)
- September 5 2011 | 534 Notes - Read More →
So fair, yet so cold like a morning of pale Spring still clinging to Winter’s chill.
(via crowley--aziraphale)
(via sweetestgbye)
(Source: cortexilab, via crowley--aziraphale)
(Source: lotrcaps)
Look what arrived yesterday! I’m going to smell to good
BPAL is going to be one of those things I indulge in far too much.
[Image: Three photos of Maggie Q modeling. Her hair is slightly crimped and she looks fierce and elegant and regal.]
[obligatory Johnny Cash preference]
Noser: You know what tortures me?
Wendy: The ring of fire? When the man comes around? That your daddy named you Sue? The fact that God’s gonna cut you down, that you’re in the jailhouse now? The Folsom Prison Blues? That the road goes on forever?
Noser: What was the sixth one of those?
Wendy: The Folsom Prison Blues.
Noser: Yeah, that is what tortures me.
Wendy: You and me both, Noser.The Middleman 1.3 | The Sino-Mexican Revelation
(Source: lotrcaps)