Michelle. 22. English Literature major. Student and professional slacker. Prone to passionate fits over fictional characters.
Here you will find a hodgepodge of things: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse, Joss is boss, Downton Abbey, American Horror Story,The X Files, Battlestar Galactica, Glee, Damages, Deadwood, Sherlock, Veronica Mars, Arrested Development, Game of Thrones, Boardwalk Empire, Pillars of the Earth, Carnivale, Doctor Who, Queer As Folk, Luther, Sailor Moon, La Femme Nikita, Six Feet Under, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Harry Potter, Musicals.
Currently Watching: Jericho (S1), The Vampire Diaries (S3), Fringe (S3).
The Tate to my Violet
The Moriarty to my Sherlock
I can never leave the past behind.
Sensitive, it’s true, alligator tears cried over you.
Over you, over you. Over you, over you.
Run around on me, I’d sooner die without.
Run around on me, die without.
There’s an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
Tonight I’ll set you free
I’ll set you free
Slowly we unfurl
As lotus flowers
‘Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
Just to see what if
Just to see what is
I can’t kick your habit
Just to feed your fast ballooning head
Listen to your heart
So many moons that we have seen
Stumbling back next to me
I’ve seen right through and underneath
And you make me better
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It’s future rust and it’s future dust
I’m the fury in your head
I’m the fury in your bed
I’m the ghost in the back of your head
Call, break it off
Call, break my own heart
Maybe I would have been
Something you’d be good at
Maybe you would have been
Something I’d be good at
