ergo, DFTBA ♥
My day started like any other; wake up, lie in bed for an hour, brush my teeth, clean up and go to class.
Then I came on Tumblr.
I don’t know how to feel about what’s happened this week; tbh I never knew who Tom Milsom was until a couple of days ago, but Alex? :(
I literally spent all day on Tumblr reading the posts of the victims and people associated with him and whatever’s been going on. I was supposed to be studying, but I had to see if what I read was real, and it looks like it is. Gotta get back to doing work, otherwise this would be a pretty long post.
No means no. Maybe means no. I don’t want to means no. Hesitantly saying yes means no.
When Sherlock’s dying in his mind palace and his inner Moriarty’s telling him that he let John down, he starts fighting for his life again. I remember someone on Tumblr saying that him climbing up the staircase was his memory of seeing John when they went on their first case or something like that.
But I didn’t even think about it like that. I thought it was cuz he was going back to their apartment. He was clawing back to life by trying to get to 221B, which represents his life with John. John is his home cuz home is where the heart is.