- Sun, 15:42: Like. @johnfucknwatson tell me this isn't up your street. I live in this street. I love this street. http://t.co/6o7Ua0eQMD
- Sun, 16:13: "You are going to make a noise," Sherlock muttered. "If it kills me, you are going to make a noise." ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥
- Sun, 16:35: I love this bloody fic so much http://t.co/Nps8CqkoFk
- Sun, 16:42: If you blew out a breath, I'd be nothing but a dust spatter http://t.co/2oqVh7KDmU
- Sun, 16:56: Sherlock with a murderous look on his face is my favorite thing in the whole goddamn world ð©ðð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð©ð¥ð¥ð¥
- Mon, 00:04: Chapter 22. Oh there's my heart. ð
- Mon, 01:41: I've never left kudos on Back in the Day????????????? Who am I??????????????
- Mon, 01:42: What the actual fuck http://t.co/JsyiLjdvEE
- Mon, 02:51: "Did I ask you to?" John could feel his temper at the edge. "Do I ever ask you to?" "No." Sherlock pulled back in every sense of the word.
- Mon, 02:52: Every sense of the w o r d
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