You know I dreamed about you
I missed you for 29 years







"Depression turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You don’t remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions (under the sink with your emotions). You become: bed, shower, socks, coffee, keys, obligations."

A Series of Nouns (via godmaking)

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dreamingstarkly:

okayophelia:

somerandomsong:

The Oncoming Storm by `Saimain

#i just squeaked #on the one hand bzuhh this is hot #i like my boys bruised and bloody#on the other hand this is terrifying on a deeply satisfying level #i want the literal doctor cold and driven to the brink of insanity #thrusting his bare hands into the still-beating heart of the monster #(which often it seems is his own self) #i want him stripped of that goddamn sonic screwdriver #i want him battling with his wits; i dont want him to hide behind the technology which refangs him somewhat (but on purpose) #(because if you reduce the doctor to his wits you are in fact unleashing him) #(and remember they literally built a box to hold this monster in) #(you can’t build a securer one than the one he’s already built himself) #i want your vicious unholy abyss stripped clean of the scabs you have carefully cultivatd is what i want #i want you ripping through everything in your way even as you bleed yourself #i want you angry i want you vengeful with the fury of eternity #with the guilt of the massacre of your own flesh and soul that you will enver wash clean #i want you smothered with the blood that has always adorned you #i want you destroyed and destroying #i want eternity reflecting the hollowness within you #i want….. so much and MOFFAT GET THE FUCK OUT SO I CAN HAVE IT BACK AGAIN GODDAMNIT (thymoss)

#yes thank     #give me all your trickster archetypes transmogrified into embodiments of death and chaos     #show me the blood staining the doctor     #that we intellectually know is there; i want to see it in his bruises in the blood in the torn clothes and smoke from the battlefield     #i want the centuries of careful control and barely-performed humanity to be broken through and have the alien peer back     #i want the dark heart of rage that lurks in the centre of his humanism to ripple forth in anguish     #and drive him proper mad     #it’s all goddamn there in the text; davies saw it; hinted at it; showed us the abyss pouring out through the cracks ever now and again     #moffat only plays at it     #want it     #no one man should have all that power    (via okayophelia)

dreamingstarkly:

okayophelia:

somerandomsong:

The Oncoming Storm by `Saimain

#i just squeaked #on the one hand bzuhh this is hot #i like my boys bruised and bloody#on the other hand this is terrifying on a deeply satisfying level #i want the literal doctor cold and driven to the brink of insanity #thrusting his bare hands into the still-beating heart of the monster #(which often it seems is his own self) #i want him stripped of that goddamn sonic screwdriver #i want him battling with his wits; i dont want him to hide behind the technology which refangs him somewhat (but on purpose) #(because if you reduce the doctor to his wits you are in fact unleashing him) #(and remember they literally built a box to hold this monster in) #(you can’t build a securer one than the one he’s already built himself) #i want your vicious unholy abyss stripped clean of the scabs you have carefully cultivatd is what i want #i want you ripping through everything in your way even as you bleed yourself #i want you angry i want you vengeful with the fury of eternity #with the guilt of the massacre of your own flesh and soul that you will enver wash clean #i want you smothered with the blood that has always adorned you #i want you destroyed and destroying #i want eternity reflecting the hollowness within you #i want….. so much and MOFFAT GET THE FUCK OUT SO I CAN HAVE IT BACK AGAIN GODDAMNIT (thymoss)

#yes thank     #give me all your trickster archetypes transmogrified into embodiments of death and chaos     #show me the blood staining the doctor     #that we intellectually know is there; i want to see it in his bruises in the blood in the torn clothes and smoke from the battlefield     #i want the centuries of careful control and barely-performed humanity to be broken through and have the alien peer back     #i want the dark heart of rage that lurks in the centre of his humanism to ripple forth in anguish     #and drive him proper mad     #it’s all goddamn there in the text; davies saw it; hinted at it; showed us the abyss pouring out through the cracks ever now and again     #moffat only plays at it     #want it     #no one man should have all that power    (via okayophelia)


"So you have chosen aloneness. You have chosen the security and the relative freedom of solitude, because there is no risk involved. You can stay up every night and watch your TV shows and eat ice cream out of the box and scroll through your Tumblr and never let your brain sit still, not even for a moment. You can fill your days up with books and coffees and trips to the store where you forget what you wanted the second you walk in the automatic sliding door. You can do so many little, pointless things throughout the day that all you can think of is how badly you want to sleep, how heavy your whole body is, how much your feet hurt. You can wear yourself out again and again on the pavement, and you do, and it feels good.
No one will ever bridge that gap and point to your stomach or your hair or your eyes in the mirror and magically make you see the wonderful things about getting to be next to you. And maybe that’s it, after all, this fear that no one will ever truly feel about you the way you want to be felt about. Maybe what you want is someone to make you love yourself, to put sense into all that positive rhetoric, to make it so the aloneness of TV and blasting music in your ears at all times isn’t the most happy place you can think of. Maybe you want someone who makes you so sure of how wonderful things are that you cannot help but to tell them your feelings first, even at the risk of being humiliated. Because you will know that, when you’re telling them you love them, what you’re really saying is “I love who I become when I am with you."

Chelsea Fagan, For When You Think That No One Will Love You (via rabbrakha)

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We lived happily forever, so the story goes
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold


   oh      ouch      tv: doctor who   

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“Her entire species must be eradicated.”- Catching Fire (2013)


   oh fuck      OH      FUCK      well it was nice knowing you guys      because this movie is going to be the end of me      F U C K      IT LOOKS SO GOOD      NO      I CAN'T      movie: catching fire   

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labeledboners:

when i walk into a room, i do not light it up
fuck

“Demons,” The National 

NEW NATIONAL SONG ALKSDFAKSDFA!


runbyhubble:

Maroon 5 did a cover of “Pure Imagination” from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory and it is the most seductive children’s song I have ever heard.


   OH      OK      music: maroon 5      audio   

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“Woman?” She chuckled. “Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man.”


   OH      I LOVE THIS A LOT      tv: game of thrones   

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   OH      OK      WHO TOLD YOU THIS WAS OK      people: richard armitage   

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darktoyourlight:

Joss Whedon’s Much Ado About Nothing (2013)


   OH      MY      GOD      I      AM      SO      EXCITED      MIGHT      CRY      AAAHHHHHH      movie: much ado about nothing   

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“The Hour-inspired fashion” - Romola Garai and Ben Whishaw

   oh      ok      people: ben whishaw      people: romola garai   

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   OH      OK      SO THIS IS THE WAY YOU'RE GOING TO BE HUH      OKAY THEN      people: john krasinski   

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j-ckie:

lofticri3s:

This was recorded by the Portsmouth Sinfonia in an experiment where all the members of the orchestra would swap instruments with each other and attempt to play them to the best of their ability.

This is the result. And it makes me laugh every single time.

It tries to be so dramatic but it just falls flat. Love it.

911 hELP


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