john ; ;

My sweet girl,

Your Letter gave me more delight, than any thing in the world but yourself could do; indeed I am almost astonished that any absent one should have that luxurious power over my senses which I feel. Even when I am not thinking of you I receive your influence and a tenderer nature steeling upon me. All my thoughts, my unhappiest days and nights have I find not at all cured me of my love of Beauty, but made it so intense that I am miserable that you are not with me: or rather breathe in that dull sort of patience that cannot be called Life. I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it…

Ever yours, my love!
John Keats.

—  John Keats, To Fanny Brawne, dated July 8th, 1819.
Phillip's First Words
  • <p> <b>Phillip:</b> P-P...<p/><b>Alex:</b> Eliza! Eliza! He's gonna say papa!<p/><b>Eliza:</b> Come on baby!<p/><b>Phillip:</b> P-Pa...<p/><b>Alex:</b> C'mon son!<p/><b>Phillip:</b> PAY YOUR FUCKING TAXES<p/><b>Eliza:</b> ...<p/><b>Alex:</b> ...<p/><b>Alex:</b> My son!<p/><b>Eliza:</b> ALEXANDER<p/></p>

You know of me all I can bear to be known. All that is relevant to be known. You know my genuine friendship and loyalty. Can that be enough and there still be trust between us?

hannigram on the run, rewatching sherlock season finale always makes them feel so lucky
sherlock looks more like #just-bros-lock at this point


A few days over the horizon just waiting for us.