I don't really know what I'm doing

Finally managed to watch the last two episodes of Sherlock. I was just scared that it would ruin me and it took me this long to find a friend willing to subject herself to me hugging her and sobbing. I love my friend, she’s the absolute best

windsilk:

comprehensive list of things I’m allergic to: 

• tumblr’s “your fav is problematic so I must VOW TO HATE THEM FROM NOW UNTIL ETERNITY” culture
• tumblr’s "I am not even 1% problematic” culture 
• tumblr’s “wow look the media is so biased and puts so much spin on everything and we are angels who don’t spin at all! we are beacons of unbiased knowledge!” culture 
• tumblr’s “wow this person is so wrong so I MUST SEND THEM TWELVE THOUSAND ANONYMOUS MESSAGES TELLING THEM TO DELETE AND DIE” culture 
• tumblr’s “THIS PERSON IS THE BEST PERSON EVER THEY ARE OUR QUEEN OUR KING OUR SAVIOR AND CAN DO NO WRONG” culture 
• tumblr’s inability to see things in not black and white 
• tumblr’s inability to recognize that people can change and grow–moreover, their inability to acknowledge change and growth as legitimate 
• tumblr’s inability to perceive complexity 
• sometimes I have seasonal allergies when the weather changes dramatically 

Lately I’ve been allergic to this site a lot tbh.

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Good job, Finland, I knew you could do it!