Raindrops in London,
and jumpers and kittens.
Bright copper bullets,
and John’s woolen mittens.
Jim’s got you tied up
with bombs and with strings…
These are a few of my favourite things.
When the H.O.U.N.D bites,
when nee-dles sting
when Moftiss make me sad
I simply remember my favourite things
and then I don’t feeeeeel so bad.
………and then I remember Reichenbach and I’m punched in the feels again.
(Source: whereismydestiel)
