i don’t know if i want to be with mads mikkelsen, be mads mikkelsen or be related to mads mikkelsen
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to crime scenes, and operas, and prison, and confuse you in every last place, so that you can never go back to them without hearing the Goldberg Variations playing in the background. I will destroy you in literally every way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why my name rhymes with ‘cannibal.’
i can’t wait for lady murasaki to whip out all the old family picture albums and show bedelia embarrassing pictures of hannibal as a teenager
People who have monsters recognize each other. They know each other without even saying a word.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang To The Monster