White Collar | First and Last* Meetings
*(until they meet again)
When I wake up on a Sunday morning with a slight hangover, in the gym with no makeup on, that’s who Natalie Dormer really is. The girl next door who gets a spot on her forehead occasionally. I would embrace the opportunity to play more of those kinds of girls, who don’t have that arsenal of sexuality. (x)

Perfect is very b o r i n g, and if you happen to have a different look, that’s a celebration of human nature, I think. If we were all symmetrical and perfect, life would be very dull.
And I knew if I was gonna save myself, I had to stop caring about Enzo. So I turned off my emotions, and I left my friend to die. After that, everything was fine. Everything was fine.
