*gets the urge to delete all my social network accounts, drop out of school and live in the woods*
you can’t just thoreau your life away like that
So I was listening to John Barrowman’s cover of "A thousand years" (which is such an OTP song anyway) and I was suddenly hit with massive mystrade feels. Like I could totally see this from Mycroft’s POV.
I mean really:
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone,
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow.
And then it just goes from there….
I should probably go to sleep…
I should probably-
I should-
Fuck it.
just accept your fate…
I got low, I didn’t see an end so I put a bullet in my mouth and the Other Guy spit it out. So I moved on. I focused on helping other people, I was good. Until you dragged me back into this freak-show and put everyone here at risk.