Silent Spy

autumn: sck, stfd, mhm, fin, cur, wac, gth, & spy

But more than anything, I want to make it home to see you grow up. I love you today, and always, and even when I’m gone. Be good. Be a little bad. Be who you are.

Does that mean that there are mysterious external forces at work in the universe of which we do not and can not ever have full knowledge? Or does it all boil down to us? If the human heart desperately wants something to be true, does the human mind have the power to make it true?

I’m going to do my best to enjoy the time I have left. It’ll be brief, painful, and full of garbage, but that’s life, isn’t it? And that’s the metaphor I’m riding into the grave.

things that defy any so-called rational explanation happen all the time.

sometimes you have to break the rules to play the game.                               only if you’re not good at playing the game.

saddest moments in nancy drew games (scariest moments)

make me choose: anonymous asked: the final scene or stay tuned for danger?

am I supposed to pretend that he’s great now that he’s dead? lots of jerks have died, and he’s one of them. he’s a dead, brilliant, jerk madman.

- - - wildsongbird asked the prop room (stfd) or the magician’s room (fin)? - - -