everybody lies

Idk I’ve never heard of hilson

it was me I’m your professor

I think he needs mouse bites to live

Everything works out in our imagination; there are no flaws, there is no distance and there is no time restraint. There is no sickness, there is no death and there is a cure. Romance has a wonderful way of blurring all of those lines until they become foggy and cloudy like tears that run down cheeks in the still of the night. There is no answer to romantic relationships, which is why I believe House and Wilson demonstrate such a beautiful one. They are two deeply flawed and successful individuals. They are constantly exhibiting the nature of duality where their actions contradict their thoughts and their thoughts contradict their actions. Reading a story or watching a show where everyone gets it right is unrealistic. Their time was up before they knew it, but they never knew it. They lived each day with this push-and-pull relationship until they could no longer. House grew up when Wilson fell ill. House traded in every trick he had to ensure Wilson would not have to do any part of (his situation) alone. Without saying “I love you,” House had it written on the walls, wound into every fiber of the couch, and floating in the cup his hands are wrapped around.