Doctor Who meme ; Two quotes [2/2]
↳ “My name is Rose Tyler, and this is the story of Torchwood, the last story I’ll ever tell. This is the story of how I died.”
-Rose Tyler (Doomsday)
we’re with you, whatever happens.
❝ In Hollywood, I’m obese. I’m considered a fat actress. I’m Val Kilmer in that one picture on the beach. I eat like a caveman. I’ll be the only actress who doesn’t have anorexia rumors.
(Source: inthewinchesterswetrust)
Three bullets. Three gunmen. Three victims.
(Source: glazedoughnut)
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(Source: my-ponchoboys)
say “oh my god look at the blood on her pants” in a crowded hall & the girls who turn around are the ones on their period
alright satan lets take it down a notch sweetie
Yesterday my mom posted a picture on Facebook of my 5 year old brother Sam wearing a pair of shoes he picked out for his first day of preschool.
She explained to him in the store that they were really made for girls. Sam then told her that he didn’t care and that “ninjas can wear pink shoes too.”
Sam went to preschool and got several compliments on his new shoes. Not one kid said anything negative toward him about it.However, my mom received about 20 comments on the photo from various family members saying how “wrong” it is and how “things like this will affect him socially” and, put most eloquently by my great aunt, “that shit will turn him gay.”
My mom then deleted the photo and told Sam that he can wear whatever he wants to preschool, that it’s his decision. If he wants to wear pink shoes, he can wear pink shoes.
Sam then explained to her that he didn’t like them because they were pink, he liked them because they were “made out of zebras” and zebras are his favorite animal :)
What does it say about society when a group of adults could stand to take a lesson in humanity from a class of preschoolers?
Words cannot express how happy this makes me.
4-5/25 Billie Piper
(Source: fluffywings)
Some Nights Tumblr Version.
Based off this post.
Lyrics:
Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop
Some nights, I don’t sleep at all
Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending
Some nights, I wish I could log off
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
This is it, these are ship wars
What are we fighting for?
Why don’t we read fanfic already?
I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life
Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again
To stay for a while
But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight
I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am
Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life
Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again
Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know…
So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?
(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)
So log on.
Log on.
Log on,
OH LOG ON!
Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand
I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness
My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP
I wish it would update already
I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.
Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…
I’m never logging off
Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.
THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM
IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.
I feel like this would be Misha’s face anytime someone asked him to do something he didn’t want to do.
“Misha, come take out the garbage.”
“Misha, come do the dishes.”
“Misha, go clean out the garage.”
“Misha, stop trolling the internet.”
(Source: thelittlearchangelthatcould)
