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DO YOU EVER JUST SIT DOWN AND REALIZE HOW CREEPY YOU ARE
Sometimes I realize it while standing.
DO YOU EVER JUST SIT DOWN AND REALIZE HOW CREEPY YOU ARE
Sometimes I realize it while standing.
Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray. Stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day. Gentle Mother, strength of women, help our daughters through this fray. Soothe the wrath and tame the fury, teach us all a kinder way. Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray. Stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day.
“Last” | A Very Short Sherlock Fanfiction
Because I don’t have much time during the day. This is all I could managed.
The sounds I just made at my screen were not pleasant.
But neither is this.
This is why missing even one single, solitary clue is detrimental to everything, but picking up something that you might not have seen otherwise can be so beneficial. Use all five of your senses, not just the two that humans usually depend upon. —Pike
YOU GUYS. YOU GUYSSSSSS. I AM STILL AWAKE BECAUSE THAT EPISODE WAS SO AKSJFHASPIF.
I WILL TRY TO RECAP THE EPICNESS.