#swsdid

hmmm. In the past I might’ve said that my ideal house would have to have a library plus a roomy, well-lit, comfy reading room. there should be lots of windows everywhere so the sun can get in and the bad can go out. hopefully lots of fun platforms for cats to jump around on. and it’d have to be in the city. the list could go on, really.

i just got done with practice and im v dead

1. England. Specifically London. I’ve never been and I feel like I would love it there.

2. Ireland. idk, I’ve always been told that my western heritage is mostly Irish, and it seems like a nice scenic place, so.

3. Egypt. Because I’ve been obsessed with pyramids and mummies since I was a kid, and whether the country itself is what I expect it to be, it would be fun to see and learn more about it.

just-sort-of-happened replied to your post: “just-sort-of-happened replied to your post: “My sister doesn’t...”:

hmmm.... well, that makes it awkward as fuck because she's already gone. We tend to forget how bad things were with a bit of distance. If she felt suffocated like you, she has to know how that feels right?

redbuttonhole replied to your post: “I just saw Mr Holmes, it was so good, I loved it so much”:

I've heard it's good and could basically be considered BBC-verse retirementlock (minus the time period shift) but it sounds so saaaaaad. It wasn't too sad to watch Holmes without his Watson?

Favorite guilty pleasure movie!!

I’m going to pick Cinderella (2015) and Pride and Prejudice (2005).

Mostly because Cinderella is a girly Disney movie about pretty dresses and true love, so when I mention it people immediately have all kinds of assumptions. But it’s truly one of the most moving and heartfelt movies I’ve ever seen. I cried through the whole thing, and I’m proud of that. :’)

P&P because people who like the BBC miniseries often think it’s less authentic and not as good. But I think it’s gorgeous and it’s one of my comfort films. :)

Askdjjdxjis, that’s from a SH story the The Dying Detective! Holmes says it to Watson to get him to hide behind his bed.