“ I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you. ”
(Source: somethingbeyond, via notscootexactly)
Submission by beargirl1393
I love this theory, though I also firmly believe Sherlock and Mycroft genuinely don’t get along to begin with, in a “LET ME LOVE YOU” / “NO, LEAVE ME ALONE” kind of way. But the two of them are both so cunning that I could definitely envision a sort of silent agreement between them to perpetuate their sibling rivalry if only for the purpose of mutual protection.
Which is pretty endearing in its own right, IMO.
A short piece of writing by my talented friend, Scoot, which quite poignantly describes a paradox that many young people face, but is rarely discussed. That is, the strange and conflicted feelings one gets when you realize that you want to go out and see the world as an independent and relatively unburdened person, while simultaneously staying faithful to the place you call home.
sometimes they intertwine, and sometimes they don’t
i watched a movie, Adrift in Tokyo. one of those independent sorts of movies i think where there isn’t some bigbad, no super overarching sort of plot or enemy or antagonist or whatever. just two guys wandering about the big city. cities are…
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