Thinking about how Victor says that Henry would recite his favourite poems to him when he was upset, and that's forcing me to leap to the conclusion that Henry knows all of Victor's favourite poems off by heart so that he can recite them on command whenever it's required of him
people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.
I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth