Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.
1 year ago
need to watch the painted veil for the thousandth time now
this time i'll gif it too
by the way i’m sort of having an edward norton issue at the moment.