i am whatever i have to be to get by

That makes me feel worse.

honestly i love the idea of maggie having kind of a green thumb? with the revelation of her loving bonsai trees, i can absolutely picture her having a little nook where she works on them, pinning and shaping the branches how she wants them to grow. i can picture her having a little collection around the apartment, a bonsai in unexpected corners. maybe she gets some of those hanging plants with the vines that tumble to the floor. alex freaks out because “babe i’m serious, they’ll be dead in a week, i can’t keep anything alive” but maggie insists. and she takes care of them, padding around the apartment humming to herself while she spritzes water on them with a spray bottle. they grow so well that she has to trim them, keeping them cut down to a size suitable for their little space. she finds it peaceful, the ritual of checking them everyday. and she loves the smell, how all the doors and windows can be shut and it still smells like a garden.

home, i’m coming home.

‘I’d prefer it if Dr.Grey were taken off the case. She reminds me of someone I don’t like very much. Someone my husband likes a lot, particularly in lingerie. You understand.’

‘No.. No, I don’t understand.’