I often wondered what he really saw when he looked at me. What could I possibly have been to a brilliant mind like Sherlock’s.
-John
sherlock & newspapers
lyrics from read all about it part III by emeli sandé
It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape.
I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. I’m going to figure out what that is.
Yo por fuera: Hagamos que estoy pensando, así el profesor piensa que sé…
Yo por dentro: No sé un carajo. Me voy a sacar un uno.
Después no te arrepentirás de haberme conocido
pensaba que iba a explotar el compu
"So please don't make this any harder, We can't take this any farther, And I know there's nothin that I wanna change, change."