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Alright so I see a lot of people being like "how did Spencer reid make it through college he was like 12?!?!"

hear me out

Some absolute dudebro frat boys saw this skinny little genius child and went "oh shit that's our son" and took care of him. Like, they would walk him everywhere to keep him safe, would put together furniture for him, and overall kept an eye on him.

Also I just love picturing some jerk picking on little Spencer, just to have a very angry group of probably hungover frat boys come to beat them up.

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Jane Doe to Madeline Burke when they finally come face to face: now listen here, lady. I did not survive my parents being killed by an apharteid government, being recruited into a mercenary super soldier children murder training camp, being raised by a crazy anarchist, having my child taken away from me, joining the Navy Seals, being targeted by my own government, being second in command in a terrorist organization, having my body tattooed and my memory wiped and sent as a Trojan horse into the FBI, being lied to about my identity, being manipulated by my therapist, almost getting wiped again by my lover/former fiancé, killing my former fiancé, getting arrested by my future husband, being held in a CIA black site for three months, almost being killed by my mother, wiping my brothers memory, almost dying in a nuclear attack, having assassins hunt me down for two years, having my brother want to kill, and then my brother dying in my arms, and then getting sick and on the verge of dying, losing my memories again, and being buried alive only to be taken down by a spoiled little rich girl with daddy issues.

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“Look, I know I’m not the best person to be doling out advice here, I’m just as messed up as anyone, but if you need someone to talk to… I’m here.”

Bonus:

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#patterson walking in on her parents

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Another good line...

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Jane can scale service shafts. Jane can jog up 70 flights of stairs without losing breath. Jane can slide under closing steel doors while running at full speed, Jane knows like five thousand forms of martial arts. Jane can crawl through vents. Jane can do almost absolutely anything but god forbid Jane can hop through a giant window that’s one meter high off the ground. No, wifey needs to wrap her arms around her dutiful husband as he carries her with both arms. 

Seriously, you two. No chill. Zero. Nada.

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in memoriam - im gonna miss them so much

give me likes, bye @mmerediths

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the voicemail versus the call

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Garcia: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?

Morgan: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need no degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Prentiss?

Prentiss: Probably “road work ahead”

Reid: I speak many languages, and this is none of them

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i would just like to publicly announce that if Matthew Gray Gubler isn’t under my christmas tree this year i WILL declare that christmas is CANCELED.

thank you for listening :)

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Reid: what does ‘take out’ mean?

Garcia: food

JJ: dating

Prentiss: murder

Reid:

Morgan: all three if you want to have fun

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A Blindspot Journey… (part II) 

Series Wrap Celebration.🎬

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A Blindspot Journey… (part III) 

Series Wrap Celebration 🎬

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A Blindspot Journey… 

Series Wrap Celebration.🎬

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rossi: derek, is it true you spent three days in the back of reid's car to scare him?

morgan: no

morgan: it was five

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I got the keys to my first apartment this week. It was the most amazing day ever. Yet I’ve also never cried so much in my life.

Lately I’ve been super caught up on the idea of growing up. Compared to other people I went to school with, my actions aren’t even that high up on the “adulting” scale. I have friends who are married and have kids, but the mere thought of getting my own place has had me terrified. This week, it finally hit me as to why.

I never thought I’d get here

I’ve struggled so much with my metal health for years now. I’ve been fighting this battle with depression and anxiety for nearly a decade. When I was 13 and 14, it was probably at it’s worse. I’d lost someone really close to me, the one person I could always count on. I had go one to go to when my home and school life got too messy, which they always did. I felt alone, unloved, and I wanted to give up on life. I came so close too, many times. When everyone around me was preparing for high school and their futures, I was certain I’d never make it to graduation.

But around me, things got better. I changed schools, my parents divorced, ending the constant fighting and bickering, and all together, I was happier. But I’d missed all this time in my life where I could have been thinking about the future, and suddenly the future was here and I had no idea what I wanted to do. So I spent my first two years in college majoring in chemistry to be a pharmacist, not because I loved it, but because someone had suggested it and I was like “sure! Why not? I really need to declare a major anyways.”

I hit rock bottom again last fall. I moved out of my dorm in the middle of the night and spent the next few weeks basically living in my car and bouncing between my friends’ couches before finally moving back home. I lost every friend I had at the time, everyone who had gotten me through my first year of college. I felt so alone again. I spent this winter and spring working on myself. I’ve went to therapy, finally excepting that it doesn’t mean I’m weak, it means I’m strong enough to ask for help. I’ve grown closer to my family, and found the most amazing support from the best job I’ve ever had. I’ve changed majors to accounting, my dream job since I was 8. I bounced back to the person I once was, possibly even better honestly. I started living life for me instead of just going through the motions

And holding the keys to my very first apartment, turning the lock to walk in, I realized...

I made it

I made it to the future that I never thought I’d have, the one I never thought I’d live to see. And while I know my battle is far, far from being done, I’m on the right path. And words cannot describe how proud I am of that.