On the brink of crying. Fuck you very much, PMS.
With trying to write this essay for university, keep up with the responses on my unpopular opinion post (which is still garnering far more attention than I honestly thought it would, even though I’ve now untagged it) and mentally write a Sherlock/Hunger Games AU in my head, I’m getting an awful headache.
Too many trains of thought, too many distractions. That’s the problem here.
Thank you Nonny. I’m glad I can help make your Sherlolly experience a good one. I know people will always fight and there will always be conflict, but hey, I can dream can’t I?