Occasionally this tumblr doesn't make sense. It means I've either gone mad (likely) or I'm posting from my iPod (more likely).
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Um. That is horrifying. So reblog.
My stomach just twisted into knots.
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I lost my teddy bear once, this has made me cry :(
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Spoilers for the last scene of Season Three:
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INTERIOR, church, decorated for a small wedding ceremony.
Priest: Do you, John Hamish Watson, take this woman, Mary Morstan, to be your lawfully-wedded wife?
John: I d-
Doors bang open at the back. Everyone gasps and turns to see what is happening.
Sherlock: John! Please wait! There is something you must know!
John: Sherlock, what the-
ROLL END CREDITS AND THEME MUSIC
BASK IN THEIR ANGUISH FOR ANOTHER 18 MONTHS
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Roses are red that much is true but violets are purple not fucking blue.
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