There is no way a genius like Sherlock would treat a gun like that. I mean, he’s literally scratching his head with it. He may walk on the wild side, but he’s not an idiot.
I watched this again the other night to prepare myself for Reichenbach Falls, when suddenly it hit me.
Where on earth did Sherlock get a gun from, anyway? Not John, definitely.
And then it hit me:
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.
In honor of the Academy awards, reblog this before midnight tonight and I will draw you a dress based off of your blog theme.
(like this one, based off of mine!)
(sorry it’s a bit bad, I had to do it three times because I kept deleting it accidentally xP)
My boyfriend just cut off the top of a pineapple, set it on top of his head and said:
“Who lives in the pineapple under the sea?”
I love him
I’m in a relationship… our love is canon….. my best friend’s OTP is real. ^_^
I’, dating my best friend and all is amazing *^_^*
So school has started back and that’s all well, classes were cancelled on friday and thursday evening so the class that scares me hasn’t happened yet, thank the gods. Also I’m in a class were all I do is argue with people. I’ll be posting some photos later in the month from my independent study so watch for those.
Also I’ll be posting my portfolio on here and I’d like for some critiques of it if anyone has time (just tell me if it looks professional or if there’s any errors).
God I don’t want to go to class tomorrow >.<
Also look for pictures of Caroline and Cave Johnson From me in a few weeks or so. ;)
Emotions suck…. feeling down for literally no reason sucks… just because of one fucking memory….
I’m gonna go kill off a character in my book…. that always makes me feel better….
Guys… I’m rereading my novel for the billionth time and guess what…. I just found out how to fix a plot hole I’ve been struggling with. Yay for improvements!!!