September 24, 2014


what if sherlock never existed?

Of course he was merely a fictional character by Arthur Conan Doyle, but what if Sherlock the character was merely a fiction of Watson’s imagination?

Which is why he thinks Sherlock, someone who is constantly putting him in danger, is his best friend. And why Sherlock cannot live with buggering Watson, because Sherlock is part of him.

and also why Sherlock is able to escape from fatal situations, only to return to Watson in the end.(tv show wise i mean)

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September 23, 2014


twinkleofafadingstar:

number one pet peeve of all academia related to literature:

  • when men are characters but women are symbols

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sezja:

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thefrogman:

In Soviet Russia, kitten adopts YOU.

You can’t possibly say no to that.

"I HAVE SELECTED MY HUMAN. WE CAN NOW LEAVE THIS PLACE.  HUMAN.  SIGN THE REQUIRED PAPERWORK."

sezja:

gotothemattresses:

thefrogman:

In Soviet Russia, kitten adopts YOU.

You can’t possibly say no to that.

"I HAVE SELECTED MY HUMAN. WE CAN NOW LEAVE THIS PLACE.  HUMAN.  SIGN THE REQUIRED PAPERWORK."

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666-slut:

IF UR READING THIS U LOOK VERY CUTE TODAY AND ALSO ILY

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blackbruise:

do you ever wonder if anyone reads your blog like everyday just to check on you 

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Reblogging your friends hot selfies to show them off like

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September 21, 2014


For my lover

When I am born yet again
I wish to know you as a cat
To purr under your kind attention,
To seek affectionate cuddles for no reason but that.

I would purr to you and say
“Wanna go meow at the moon together”

And you would meow back at me and say “let’s wake the neighbours”

And so they would, throwing garbage at us as we scuttle through the road, fleeing with lightning reflexes,
The wind would blow fast and free, and as I turn to look at you on my ever light feet,

Bright spotlights would shine back at me,
And there would be no more of us.

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September 15, 2014


Sometimes I think people are afraid of being alone because society has put this mindset that if you are alone, you must be abnormal, or you must have a hamartia of sorts because you don’t have any friends. But the truth is, sometimes I just like being alone, in fact if I could, I would go everywhere alone, eat lunch alone, read books alone, shop alone, walk on the streets alone, and even travel alone.

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faehui:

Today I didn’t buy a plastic skeleton, no, I bought a friend.

faehui:

Today I didn’t buy a plastic skeleton, no, I bought a friend.

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