even if you don’t live in canada, you could have canadian followers, don’t you dare scroll past this.
this wins Halloween
i just realized that “never” is a contraction of “not ever”
and “blush” is a contraction of “blood rush”
also “studying” is a contraction of “student dying”
I’ve posted it once and I’ll post it again.
It should be a rule of Halloween that you must honor this man in some way or another.
I think I laughed too hard, everyone in my class is staring at me omg
Holy shit, okay so this is hard to say because I don’t want 200 people going “what? you were going to? no you weren’t, you just want attention” but tonight I felt like shit, like utter shit and no one answered their phones and no one replied to my messages and just it got hard to be alone.. while scrolling down my feed I saw this and I just sat here for a good ten minutes deciding that.. you know what.. this is.. i can’t kill myself tonight.. so even if it doesn’t really go with your blog theme, I think you should really reblog it, because you could just save some messed up kid like me. Thank you, to the person I reblogged this off, you’ve saved my life and you don’t even know me. xxx if anyone ever wants to talk or some shit, and just no ones answering? well.. I have an askbox if you want it. I love you all pretties. xx
There will never be a day when I won’t reblog this if I see it on my dash. It might just save someone’s life. I’m here for everyone, doesn’t matter if you follow me or not. If you need someone to talk to I will be there for you.
Sherlock: Am I human?
Like now. Right now, you’re completely human. You’re funny and eager to please. You’re a little shy. Would anyone believe that? It’s true. You’re relaxed and happy, you’re safe. You’re warm and open.
I love your smile. I love hearing you laugh. You’re so human right now, and I don’t know how it is you manage to act like you aren’t at other times, in other places. I don’t know where that comes from. You can be so cold.
I know why you do it, I do know that. But I don’t understand how you manage to act like a machine when you’re so painfully human with your defences down. I don’t know how you switch it all off. I don’t know how it’s even possible.
It’s nice when you don’t though, you know. It’s very nice. I like it.
It feels more…well. More like you, really. More real? More honest. No pretences. All your cleverness with no targets in sight. There’s no one here to impress. It’s only us. You already know I’m impressed with you, don’t you? Of course I am.
This is you I know, the one I’ve always believed in, even when you’ve hidden yourself away from everyone else. This is the Sherlock Holmes no one else gets to see. Only me. This is the soft one, the touchable one. The human one. Mine.
Sherlock: Can’t have sometimes.
John: Yes. You’re human.