Mercedes, twentysomething and doesn't behave like an adult at all.
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#my darling
#downton abbey

No one ever learned anything from a governess except for French, and how to curtsy. 


Fun Fact: I am VERY bad a hydrating myself. If I ever die unexpectedly it’s probably because I just forgot to drink water for a week. 

You ever been to the tail section? Do you have any idea what went on back there when we boarded? It was chaos. Yeah, we didn’t freeze to death, but we didn’t have time to be thankful. Wilfred’s soldiers came and they took everything. A thousand people in an iron box. No food, no water. After a month we ate the weak. You know what I hate about myself? I know what people taste like. I know that babies taste best. There was a woman. She was hiding with her baby and some men with knifes came. They killed her and they took her baby. And then an old man, no relation, just an old man stepped forward and he said, “give me the knife”. And everyone thought he’d kill the baby himself, but he took the knife and he cut off his arm. And he said, “eat this. If you’re so hungry eat this. Just leave the baby.” I had never seen anything like that. And the men put down their knives. You probably guessed who that old man was. That baby was Edgar. And I was the man with the knife. I killed Edgar’s mother. And then one by one other people in the tail section started cutting off arms and legs and offering them. It was like a miracle. And I wanted to. I tried, I just… A month later Wilfred’s soldiers brought those protein blocks. We’ve been eating that shit ever since. Eighteen years I’ve hated Wilfred. Eighteen years I’ve waited for this moment, and now I’m here. Open the gate. Please.

How can I lead if I have two good arms?

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#oh my god


[reading fic]

[cute thing happens between otp]

[covers face]


[slides down in chair and pulls legs up]

[long high pitched whine]

[straightens self out and continues reading]

You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.