OH MY GOD
SO MUCH BETTER than American Idol.
Photos taken on the days Matt Smith chose his 11th Doctor costume. Some pretty cool variations before finally deciding “bow-ties are cool”.
I love the first and the fourth ones my God he’s so UUNNNFFFFFF
But gotta love the bowtie more.
The first one is very Sherlock to me.
Always fun when people realize that they don’t have anything amusing or interesting to bring to the table, so they decide to settle on being the sad, damaged one, because, hey, wasn’t Charles Bukowski sad?
"I’m really lonely, and I hate myself." Don’t you sound fun! I look forward to making zero effort in getting to know you!
Kind of my new perspective. Because fuck wasting time helping people who don’t want to be helped.
I just… I can’t even…
I posted this like in a minute and I have likes woah
Hahaha oh, boobs.
i have never seen a post with a plot twist like this before
I say this thing about how I don’t know that I ever want to get married. I say it’s because I don’t know that I could stand being around someone for that length of time. I say it’s because I don’t know that I want to be tied down to one person for the rest of my life, that I’d get sick of them. I say it’s because I’ve never thought of my life with another person. I say it’s because I don’t need anyone else in my life to make me happy, that I can make myself happy. I say that all I need is to be content, that blissful happiness is more than I would ask.
The truth is, I’m afraid that I don’t deserve that kind of lasting happiness. That I don’t have a generous heart. That I don’t deserve unconditional love because I can’t give it. I’m terrified that no one in my life will be there for me forever and ever no matter what. I’m afraid that there’s something broken inside of me, or something missing. Some integral part of my soul is just not right and it won’t ever really fit with another person. Not permanently.
Isn’t that fucked up? I know that there is some part of me that believes that I am worthless to other humans. That I do not offer a god damn thing to the world. I can’t create anything that would be of any use. I don’t have any skills to offer the world. I’m not crazy intelligent enough to think up something that will make a difference. I don’t have anything particularly special about me. Sure, I guess I’m pleasant enough to be around sometimes, but for the most part I don’t even like being around myself. I don’t know how or why anyone else would ever want to.
I’m not fishing for anyone to tell me I’m wonderful and worthwhile. I don’t want to hear that. I just needed to put my thoughts in order. It helps me to work through things if I write them down.
I need a change in my life. I can’t keep stagnating like this. I’ll go insane.
I know that I’m being childish, but fuck if I care. I want you to be just as unhappy with your shitty decision as I am. God, I want someone to rip open your chest and shit on your heart. I want you to realize that you had a good thing going and you destroyed it and there’s nothing you can do to fix that. I want you to want it fixed.
More importantly, I want to be able to be happy for you. But right now, that isn’t going to happen. So I want you to be fucking miserable until I’m able to accept your happiness. I want to have so much of my own happiness that I can’t help but share it with others. Until that time, I’m going to quietly wish that you get herpes.
Can we all agree that Dean Pelton is the best character on Community?
Love Ten and Donna!
best post ever.
My favorite Brotp
Favourite DW scene EVER
Reblogging for Donna.