I draw stuff.

burntlikethesun:

Vague memories began to stir in the mind of Clara Oswin Oswald. Memories of a past life. Of a request for companionship, not unlike this one. Of a strange man in a blue box, who promised her the stars.

doctor who 7.01 | asylum of the daleks

psionic-mituna:

jeedies:

i miss john and rose making sarcastic remarks at eachother you guys have no idea
You

have  no

IDEA

Actually this is what kept me interested when I first started reading way back when.

averyniceprince:

hay qurl

nymphicus:

for that stuttering anon 

-That´s the secret.

Do you think I’m pretty?

No, you’re too short and bossy and your nose is all funny.