James Wilson And Gregory House

how i look waiting for my bus at 7am

louwee…. mon cher i have une question of utmost importance pour toi…. but you must answer me avec sincérité….. mon cœur…. would you still love me if i was one of those… slimy little creatures?…. comment dire….. a wörm? would you still love me if i was a worm, louieis? mais non! don’t turn away from me! c’est important! je refuse to sleep until you answer me!! or would you rather i have nightmares??? louies??? LOUIUIES!!!!!!

Take this 🦇

LaCroix: There you are. I was informed of your presence in the building. Since you're here, I'll take the liberty of assuming you've destroyed the warehouse.... This is correct, yes?

The fledgeling with fifty dollars, a tire iron, a knife, a severed arm, and two pill bottles of estrogen up her ass:

they r best friends actually!!!!

house we need to cure this patient

fic aside, this is all i have to offer... for now hehe

outie mark: our wife is being TORTURED. stop having sex with helena eagan and get her OUT!

innie mark: don’t care + didn’t ask + L + ratio + you’re an alcoholic with no drip