greypoppies:

I want to do things with my life but I also want to bury myself in a forest and let the moss grow over me so where does that leave us


136,145 notes | Reblog | 1 month ago

I think one of the reasons this

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Was more painful to watch than anything else is because the majority of us on here have experienced that exact same thing.

That moment when you’re surrounded with people and you just look around and even though there are so many others it’s just…Like, I know that look and I get that feeling and I think most people on here do too.

It’s painful to watch because it’s familiar and one of the most relatable moments on Sherlock

(Source: perksofbeingatimetraveler)


42,917 notes | Reblog | 3 months ago

thehufflepuffwholeaptthroughtime:

jimtberiuskirk:

eleven isn’t leaving haha matt smith is staying forever haha why the fuck would you think that it’s so ridiculous eleven’s never gonna leave haha i don’t know what this regeneration thing ur talking about is ur not making sense hahaha i’ll fucking cut u open with a sonic screwdriver shut the fuck up haha merry christmas

And to your left- you can see the Eleventh Doctor fans are handling Eleven’s impending regeneration extremely well.


7,903 notes | Reblog | 3 months ago

matt-smiths:

D is for eleven isn’t regenerating
E is for eleven isn’t regenerating
N is for eleven isn’t regenerating
I is for eleven isn’t regenerating
A is for eleven isn’t regenerating
L is for eleven isn’t regenerating

an original poem


33,065 notes | Reblog | 3 months ago

(Source: notorious-posts)


76,398 notes | Reblog | 4 months ago

28,006 notes | Reblog | 5 months ago

"Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf  (via khalishh)

(Source: seabois)


28,706 notes | Reblog | 5 months ago

"People always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken.
But sometimes
it’s 9am on a tuesday morning
and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much
you don’t know what to do with your hands."

-Rosie Scanlan, “On Missing Them” (via oofpoetry)
104,539 notes | Reblog | 5 months ago

ambiguphobic:

It’s only 56 days before 2014 and I feel like the only thing I’ve done this year was disappoint everyone including myself


250,048 notes | Reblog | 5 months ago

lactoria:

do you ever feel like everyone is just sick of you

(Source: black-quadrant)


207,816 notes | Reblog | 5 months ago
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