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Acd Sherlock And John Were Chaotic Good And I Love Them Very Dearly.
acd sherlock and john were chaotic good and i love them very dearly.
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on the topic of chronically ill living. if i’m going to be coughing this i much i better have a some solid core strength come years end.
maybe one day her bones stacked in the corner will feel the warmth of a soul alight. maybe one day she’ll finally breathe without cracked collarbones. maybe one day she’ll know the little death and stop visiting her grave. maybe then she’ll have a home that echos of giggles and glows with morning light. maybe then church won’t be so far.
home is the first grave // until i gather the strenth to drag my bones out the front door my soul will haunt these shadowed halls. the kitchen echos of angrily washed dishes and silent mornings, the living room reverberates arguments past and loud screams. the room is filled with quiet sobs and repeated whispers, just once more then you’ll be done, just hold on once more. but it’s once more in the same way that soon will never be here and then is never now.
oMG i thought i had read all the sherlock ff out there (that was within my own interest yk) but i just found sherlock horror case fics omgggg aHhhhh OMG WHAT IF THERES A QPR ONE i’m so excited i feel like i walked into a candy store.
home is the first grave // until i gather the strenth to drag my bones out the front door my soul will haunt these shadowed halls. the kitchen echos of angrily washed dishes and silent mornings, the living room reverberates arguments past and loud screams. the room is filled with quiet sobs and repeated whispers, just once more then you’ll be done, just hold on once more. but it’s once more in the same way that soon will never be here and then is never now.