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Sherlock
|| Gryffindor || District 4 ||
Halfblood -- Daughter of Zeus
I live in Oklahoma, USA and can't wait to leave.
Artist -- Writer -- Actress.
I’ll say hi to the gods for you all.
When I first got to New York, my feet hit the sidewalk and you’d have thought I was born and raised there. I took over that town. None of my friends took me seriously. I came home and announced, “I’m going to move to New York,” and they were like “OK.” Then when I did, they kept waiting for me to fail and come back. But I knew I wouldnt. I was like, “I’ll show you.”
In which Sherlock goes from friendly to angry in mere seconds
Doesn’t it look like he’s saying
“Yeah, we actually do MAKE OUT.”
And John’s like, OH YESSIR.
oh my gOD
So in one week we’ve got three cannibal cases in Florida, a man spitting blood all over a highway patrol officer, another man disemboweling himself and then throwing his intestines at two police officers, and a woman beheading her infant and eating it’s brain…….
I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me.
Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong.
You know that moment when you’re reading a book and you just have to stop and bite your lip and squeal or sigh or close your eyes and wrinkle your nose and forehead and press the book against your heart and just like sit there and try to soak up the gorgeous literature via osmosis?
That’s my favorite part of reading.
So I’m on this road trip with my crush and all I can think of is
why.
why
are you dating that girl who barely likes you and not dating me who laughs with you, rolls down giant Colorado desert sand dunes with you, sings harmony with you, cares about you with all my heart and would actually show you affection in public unlike that girl?
I’m right here, you look me right in the eyes and brush arms/shoulders/knees and so on with me. Why can’t you figure out that we’re perfect for each other and kiss me already?!
