*rides into battle on a gym class butt scooter*
*and dies instantly from broken fingers*
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one evening Sherlock brings home chinese food
after eating Sherlock turns to John and says “i can always predict the fortune cookies” “no, you can’t” “this time i can”
intrigued, John opens up his fortune cookie and reads
Will You Marry Me?
hi im john watson and I physically can’t stop complimenting sherlock holmes even when i think im about to die
https://vine.co/v/O1AwluM75wd/embed/simple//platform.vine.co/static/scripts/embed.js
nayx:
the 3rd car doesnt even bother honking they’re like god…this guy again
WHY ARE WHITE PPL FUCKING CRAZY
THE FADE TO BLACK OH MY GOD I LITERALLY CAN’T BREATHE RIGHT NOW
WHAT
play this at my funeral

Kirbee.
well tumblr’s been fun, thanks to all my followers who have stuck with me through this crazy journey.
so i got a text from a wrong number today
can we please appreciate the contact name
john: sherlock you’re such a nerd
literally anyone else: sherlock you’re such a nerd
john:
john:
john: say that again you little shit






























