the good old day

Dylan Thomas  (Early 1940s)

Do not go gentle into that good night, 

Old age should burn and rave at close of day; 

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

 Because their words had forked no lightning they 

Do not go gentle into that good night. 

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright 

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, 

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

 And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, 

Do not go gentle into that good night. 

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, 

Rage, rage against the dying of the light. 

 Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.

okay but how funny would it be if, after all this build up, Sam is the one to use the grenade launcher


The Rally/March was INCREDIBLE - Mom and I were up towards the front so we couldn’t really see just how much of a crowd there was at first, but when we walked around it stretched allllll away across the street =) 

Here’s another poster that made me smile, partly because the lady was so sweet and also because FUCK YEAH, REMEMBER THE LADIES. 

pure moments to never forget about:

  • john verbally praising sherlock’s deductions on the day they meet
  • laughing in the entrance of 221b after chasing the cabbie
  • dinner at angelo’s
  • “we can’t giggle it’s a crime scene!”
  • “it’s where two people who like each other go out and have fun” “that’s what i was suggesting”
  • sherlock giving his debit card to john so he can buy groceries
  • john calling sherlock’s violin playing “marvellous!”
  • they played cluedo
  • laughing in buckingham palace because sherlock’s not wearing any pants
  • that bit where sherlock leans over john’s shoulder to watch him type his blog
  • sherlock helping john make deductions about carl powers’ shoes
  • “i don’t have friends. i’ve just got one.”
  • “it’s an ear hat, john!”
  • sherlock trying to find out john’s middle name
  • sherlock wanting john’s stag night to be perfect
  • sherlock’s best man speech
  • the tarmac scene
  • the Hug

i see the the “draw pearl (with ears??) at 4am when you wanna draw but don’t know what to draw” door is still jammed wide open