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Wide of the Mark - Chapter One [Johnlock fanfic]He was a tall, handsome man. He had what all women were looking for: good looks, a clever mind and a large fortune. He held himself with grace and always wore the best clothes, but what he had in these, he lacked in manners, and often, in empathy. He did not care for social standards and what was proper, but with a lot of fierce encouragement from his older brother, he acted as if he did hold these things in some regard. This man, sitting by the window in his black armchair, fiddling with his violin, was Sherlock Holmes.
Sherlock Holmes was being forced out of his home. His brother had purchased a property in the country, and had decided that he and Sherlock were to move there, in order to ‘rid their lungs of the London air’. It was also some kind of endeavour for Sherlock to ‘socialize and meet new people’. Sherlock had agreed to go, only because he knew there was no getting out of it. Sherlock knew he would have no hope to make new acquaintances, and he really
Devious Journal Entryokay, i kinda have to say something....
some rumors have been going around that im homophobic (??) and i try to hide behind people, and im full of myself and that i hate you all and i manipulate you guys??????
im mean you can say what you want but let me tell you the real true me:
Hello, I am Emma i am 19 going on 20 in a few months. I am Pansexual (if you don't know what that is here is a link to the wiki page http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pansexuality) I am super bad at talking to people because of my anxiety and claiming to have a disability is not my way of shutting you guys out, I'm trying i really REALLY hard at making friends and being more social and im going to start being more social with you guys from now on this popularity kinda snuck up on me and i really had nothing to say because i was so "socially retarded" is a good way to put it. I have faith in my art, i use it as a way of expressing myself and paying homage to my favorite subject: creepypasta. man do i love creepypa
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
MercyOh sweet God how the grassland
ignites in moonlight tonight
I must thank you for creating
her tangled fingers' slow pace
through the handsome rain Her
trochaic kinesthesia to rhythms
in Stravinsky's The Rite of
Spring Is this how you meant
for us to love you Yahweh
Tumbling clumsily down hills
of sheets into perpetually
immutable silence I could love
you like that I think I've been
practicing on this Savanna
for days and months Lost in
her crystal canvas Rolling crests
and troughs And when she touches
me Oh fair Lord I'm dragged into
your city past Gethsemane's
pulsing green and gold
Please hold us together
under this luminous stretch
Oh Father We are live
unclothed Our reflections awash
with the skin of your sun
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