female, nerd, love to talk
Interests include music, tv, knitting, crocheting, reading, writing, forensic science, weird creepy facts, scary things, playing pranks, avoiding physical activity, debating, and avoiding spiders at any and all costs
well fuck you too. it’s not like I would live and breathe fic like this if it existed or anything
It’s why no one visits Sherlock’s blog. It’s why Mrs. Hudson suggests that he might not need the second bedroom. It’s why John is walking through an empty building in the first episode, but then enters the perfect room to see Sherlock and the taxi driver in the building across. None of the crimes actually happen. It’s just John standing around in mostly unpopulated areas.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE
QAQ It really hurts….especially when u think about in S2E3 John said:”I was so alone.”
Actually he is alone, always. (;__;) He never got, never lost, only the sorrow is real.
omg I don’t know why but I legit started to tear up just teeny bit as I was reading this. Holy shit nooooooooooooooooooo