you never tire of the moor. you cannot think the wonderful secrets which it contains. it is so vast, and so barren, and so mysterious.

+abby. xv. united states. esfp.
queue: 12pm
tracking #wqtson


watching: torchwood, arrow

reading: it's kind of a funny story

listening to: smith westerns, best coast, rolling stones

crying about: art. all of it. and also the beatles.

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sherlock and john buying the tuxes for the wedding together. john asks “how does this one look?” and sherlock turns to see, but just as fast turns away, unable to confront the physical evidence of what john will look like on the day he ceases to belong to him. 


john watson finds tall antisocial men with pretty eyes completely irresistible 

he literally cannot stop himself 

he meets men like this and is like “i said i was not doing this again, i am not doing this again, I AM DOING THIS AGAIN”