Hi. (◡‿◡✿)
Karlee. 16.
INFJ personality.
Music Lover. Food Lover.
OTP is Shamy AND Mulder & Scully
Everything here is a part of me somehow, or just something I'm fond of.
Ask me stuff please? (✿◠‿◠)

Orphan Black
The Big Bang Theory
Trekkie/ Trekker.
Star Wars.
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The Ties of Special Agent Fox Mulder: Season One


season 1 picard: how do we contemplate the powers of the Q being? do we dare oppose it?

season 2-7 picard: get the fuck off my bridge or so help me




Do not picture your OTP having a kid and losing said kid in a ball pit.

or how about just losing said kid altogether and watching half your otp break down and cry uncontrollably into the other half’s shoulder over the loss of them

X-Files fandom: making every “OTP as parents” post depressing as fuck since 2002.




The Flying Fuck

This is like favorite gif now

To love a TV show is to know one of two things: Either it will eventually leave you, or you will eventually leave it. There’s no middle ground for the committed. Once you’re in, you’re in, and you’re going to be in until the thing is canceled or until you lose interest because you’ve either figured out all of the show’s tricks or it’s just not the same anymore. That show you loved more than anything? It will eventually feel sort of old and pointless to you after a while, and you’ll have moved on to some new thing that feels fresher but will inevitably disappoint you somewhere down the line. And so it goes. You’ll someday remember that show you loved with such intensity—it will probably be off the air by this point—and you’ll wonder idly why they don’t make ’em like that anymore. The answer is because you’re not who you were anymore, and you can’t fall for a show like that because you’re no longer the same person.


Anxiety attacks are the worst because sometimes you have no idea why you’re crying or angry and you just think of everything wrong in your life and you can’t control it all you can do is breath in and out and cry it out

 Characters of the Saga» Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

I'm no ordinary woman.
                                    My dreams come true.


*hears one second of sound from a lotr movie* are you watching lord of the rings

aliens if ur out there beam me up


Depression is so isolating bc you don’t want to be a bother to anyone so you start doing really passive aggressive things to try and reach out, which makes you feel even worse so you end up quietly weeping in the bathroom and when someone knocks on the door you immediately hide yr face and clear yr throat and say “oh yeah, I’m fine.”