Sherlock enthusiast, reader of books, and an avid wearer of dresses.
I like singing, dead french revolutionaries, and have a peppermint tea addiction. It’s a problem.
Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
My god the accuracy of this statement
When in doubt, tea.
When happy, tea.
When cold, tea.
When sad, tea.
When sick, tea.
When no inspiration, tea.
When have to leave bed, tea.
When supposed to be doing homework, tea.
When scheming to take over world, tea.
When summoning minor demon, tea.
When accidentally starting apocalypse, tea.
When planning to make your enemy commit suicide, moriar-tea
Where’s Finnick? Odair he is.
Maybe I’d think that, too, Caesar..
"There is no more beautiful place to be at Christmas than New York City." - Mike Roth
11-13 / Sherlock BBC Caps
CHRISTMAS TIME HAS OFFICIALLY ARRIVED
GET DRESSED YOU MERRY GENTLEMEN!