I try to be drunk and serene
Meg.
Late twenty-something, likely too old for this place. Don't care.
I have a golden retriever and two cats who will make several appearances.
I watch a lot of television. I can often be found dancing to the beat in my head, usually in front of reflective surfaces. I travel and eat and run half marathons. And combining all three is my favorite thing in the world.

 Investigator(s) &
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The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I’m always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

Cosmic Love - Florence & the Machine

Looking up from underneath
Fractured moonlight on the sea
Reflections still look the same to me
As before I went under

And it’s peaceful in the deep
Cathedral where you cannot breathe
No need to pray, no need to speak
Now I am under all

And it’s breaking over me
A thousand miles down to the sea bed
Found the place to rest my head
Never let me go

-Florence & the Machine

I felt something catch in my throat, a sudden surge of sadness that caught me unaware. It almost managed to take my breath away. That was the thing; you never got used to it. You never got used to the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s okay, and you think you’ve accepted it, someone points it out to you, and it hits you all over again, and it’s just as shocking as the first time.

I felt something catch in my throat, a sudden surge of sadness that caught me unaware. It almost managed to take my breath away. That was the thing; you never got used to it. You never got used to the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s okay, and you think you’ve accepted it, someone points it out to you, and it hits you all over again, and it’s just as shocking as the first time.

I’m used to talking to her all the time, about the most meaningless stuff. To have her gone feels like a loss, an absence haunting me every day. Without her, there’s just the empty space that used to be filled with laughter and friendship and comfort. Can you really blame me for finding it so hard to let go?

—Tony and Ziva meet up in Paris

(Source: probalicious)

"I’ve been with the Bureau for four years. I was the head of the Mobile Emergency Psych Unit in New York. We worked murders, - extortion. […] My colleagues call me "sir." They think I’m… a bitch. Like most kids who raised themselves, I can display narcissistic behavior. I can be withdrawn, disconnected. Uh…  I have a deep yearning to understand and relate to the criminal mind. I’m board certified in forensic psychology, and yet I operate under the delusion that I can rewrite my past by having kids of my own.”

«surveillance» 

—see if I react? I’ve already lost the only thing in this world I ever loved. I have nothing in this world, except this job. 

au —- tony and ziva play ‘bad cop, worse cop’ after they catch a neighborhood boy chasing after their daughter

au —- their little girl grows up so quick