Jack Shephard has done what he came to this place to do. He has found his purpose. He has found love. And been loved. And he has finally found a way to love himself. The bamboo sways across the bleu sky. And Jack Shephard’s eye closes one final time. He is gone.
- Mom: why are you doing that?
- Me: Because Sherlock holmes did it.
- Mom: if Sherlock Holmes jumped off a buildin-
- Me: *gross sobbing*
very nice dancing we got here
Do you think they’ll appreciate me wearing these when I go on holiday to America next year? I think so.
- Me after running for one minute: I'm still alive, but I'm barely breathing
I remember when my daddy gave me that gun. He told me that I should never point it at anything in the house; and that he’d rather I’d shoot at tin cans in the backyard. But he said that sooner or later he supposed the temptation to go after birds would be too much, and that I could shoot all the blue jays I wanted - if I could hit ‘em; but to remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird.
- me before the avengers: i hope this doesn't spark another obsession
- me after the avengers: shit
