The LOST numbers in Person of Interest.
FUCKING JJ ABRAMS!
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
I was about a year and a half old, sitting on the end of my parents’ bed. I looked around the room, at family photos on the wall, my mother’s jewelry box. Then my eyes wandered to my mom, who was standing over the bathroom sink painting her nails a bright shade of red. I watched her until she finished and left the bedroom…that’s where the memory ends.
It’s a beautiful September afternoon at the Hotel MacDonald. (Taken with instagram)
Taken with instagram
(Source: nehrujackets)
I just watched this three times in a row and I LOL’d so hard that I’m crying.