I kidlocked as a second Sherlock Secret Santa gift.
I just love the little drawings
It took you thirty years, but thank you for remembering me. It was a lovely violin, and the microscope was nice, but it’s nothing compared to what I have now.
Thank you so much.
I know I’m too old to write to you, and it’s probably pathetic to even write to someone who doesn’t exist in the first place. I don’t want you to send me anything. I don’t deserve it. But what I do want you to do is to make an old friend happy. I don’t care what you give him; I just want him to make it through this Christmas.
THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS.
THIS IS WHY WE DONT TAKE YOU NICE PLACES.
THIS IS WHY YOU WERE ADOPTED.
WHY WHY WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT IT WAS SO SWEET AND CUTE BEFORE
The Seven Potters.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.