After Christopher has sent his son away.
Owie.
STRAIGHT. UP. CRAY. CRAY.
WELP! THERE GO MY OVARIES.
Benedict having sex on a train and then putting his son to bed.
Goodbye. Goodbye cruel world.
I’m sorry guys. I can’t hold all these feelings. SO I will be live blogging my reactions to Parade’s End.
If you:
a. Hate Spoilers
b. Hate Parade’s End
c. Hate my typos
Then tumblrsavior #paradesend
That is all. Good day sir.
