Eleven
smith is just insane, a thousand year old man with a boy’s face…and forehead.
split in two gifs cus tumblr ate up the bigger file :I
third in this series, here’s [tennant] and [eccleston]
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Eleven
smith is just insane, a thousand year old man with a boy’s face…and forehead.
split in two gifs cus tumblr ate up the bigger file :I
third in this series, here’s [tennant] and [eccleston]
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Haha!
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVIPQUmaDS4
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Please, please, PLEASE reblog this.
It happened so recently that this might actually work.
Please try and help this man.
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Dear Tumblr People,
Take a couple of seconds and read what is written below, and take a couple seconds off drooling over hipsters and gorgeous boys, and do this for me.
I Want This Picture To Have As Many Reblogs/Notes as Possible.
This is my cousin’s grandma Maria Trovato. Though she wasn’t a grandma to call my own, she treated me as if i were hers. She battled things everyday, and cancer was one of them. Though on Friday November 4th 2O11, she lost her last battle. No words could sum up how I feel. No words can sum up how much i love and miss her. but I love her so much.
Rest in Paradise Beautiful, I Miss You So Much.
Maria Trovato; January 2nd 1942 - November 4 2O11.
you must be heartless not to reblog this.
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here brain, have the note book.
Why is it that its become a thing for girls to get lost in a fantasy? to be easily persuaded by a love story, a chick flick, someone else’s idea of what “love” should be, how it should start and how it should play out? some cruel tactic of an existence of an alter universe when thus it ceases to even be. Girls DROWN in these thoughts, these persuasions of probable actions, gasping for every last breath to be the sweet “always knowing what to say” words of a gorgeous longing to love you boy. All this so at the end of the night “the night isn’t as planned”, “you’re right, just not right for me”, “don’t change you’re great but its better we’re friends” and so on and so forth with the endlessness of rejection, disappointment and failures of this alter universe we girls put so much faith in. Don’t get me wrong there are some Noah’s out there for the occasional Allie. We’re a world of opportunity and this is one but still this doesn’t mean to full fledged take these stories as your own personal bible, that’s a sincere build up of a full on let down.
And guys really? these games, so middle school. not cute. immaturity was cute when dinosaurs had green spots didn’t fly and sung about cleaning up. if you like the girl let her know, don’t bullshit around. if you aren’t ready to jump back into the relationship thing then don’t waste her breath let alone time. and if you’re there be there because you want to be, not because you’re compelled or feel bad but because you sincerely want to be.
then again all of this is a mental flow, unfiltered, completely raw free flowing river of words and punctuation that come from a girl fed up with lies and these scenarios on first hand. one whoms beliefs that once lay in this alter universe have been easily tainted by the selfish, rude, and deceitfulness of other organic compound.
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
– Bob Marley.
got that feeling
please call me bestfriend. and watch me fall to the depths of shadows. been there once before so this burden not a hard sip to swallow. battered beaten bruised yet call my name and there ill be. a true friend, a true being, an honest organic matter whom hears.your calls and won’t flee. arise from these shadows in your convience, if its through a hardness I try. your a friend friend none the less and I have not the willingness to say goodbye
