Oh it’s the Tardis, it’s my home, or at least it has been for a considerable number of years - Second Doctor
m y l i t t l e s t a r l o r d
This song is ending. But the story never ends.
the fact that there have no leaked nudes in my dashboard proves that i’m following the right people
“A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o’clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it.
Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.”Happy September 1st, y’all!
can someone invent a candle that smells like a blown out candle
do you ever get so obsessed with a game that you start playing it in your head before you sleep
ancient japanese proverb:
if his hair is white or gray
bet your ass he’s hella gay
but bear in mind that hair don’t lie
sure as hell he’s gonna die
Let’s go home.
i don’t understand why people don’t like theatre. It’s the greatest work an actor can do. It’s standing bare in front of an audience, manufacturing all those emotions night after night. There’s no space for flaws that can be cut off on the editing room. It’s telling a story without a green screen and different locations. It’s just the raw talent of all people involved and it makes me very sad that it’s not apreciated enough