turning-in-circ1es:

Spooky…

What if you went to this place at night and somewhere among the sea of red boxes a telephone started to ring?

Pick it up. It’s for you.

And on the other line : “Are you my mummy?”

As you drop the phone in horror, you start running, and running. 

And then you see it. Standing starkly against the rusted red phone boxes there is a single blue box. 

thebabbagepatch:

hereghostyghosty:

jordaamn:

johnstridur:

adriofthedead:

thesunmaid:

parents making sex jokes

grandparents making sex jokes

nine-year-olds making sex jokes

nine-year-olds

NINE

NEIN

nbchannibal:

Happy Birthday, Hugh Dancy! Let’s raise a glass to celebrate the occasion.

kathelizz:

kathelizz:

I TWEETED ABOUT MY REICHENBACH FEELS AND I GET THIS AS A REPLY

SO I GO TO THEIR WEBSITE AND

THAT’S NOT ALL

THEY KNOW WE CANNOT BE SATISFIED BUYING EACH PRODUCT INDIVIDUALLY SO THEY PUT IT ALL IN ONE BIG PACK FOR THE SAME PRICE AS ALL THE INDIVIDUAL PACKS

I HAVE FOUND THE PROMISED LAND

LAST TIME I SAW THIS, IT HAD 5 NOTES

YOU’RE WELCOME, EVERYONE

invisibear:

shercocklocked:

andrewbreitel:

overemotionalfaggot:

girls are always complaining about how hard it is to be a girl because of their period

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A BONER IN CLASS 

SIT DOWN 

i aint even a girl but u cant compare havin ur dick hard and ur vag cry tears of blood

thank you tumblr user andrewbreitel

bless

fredcollins:

OKAY, SO, MY DAD COMES IN AND HANDS ME A LETTER TODAY AND HE WAS LIKE “well I don’t know what’s happening but I’m pretty sure this is for you” AND THIS IS WHAT HE HANDS ME:

so naturally I OPEN IT.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WAS EXPECTING TO FIND

someone legitimately took the time and money to write out this letter EXACTLY as it appears in Goblet of Fire, and COVER IT IN STAMPS. THEY EVEN SEALED IT WITH WAX.

I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK DID THIS 

WHAT IS HAPPENING

geronimoallonsy:

maddiefelldowntherabbithole:

im-thequeen-of-okay:

yellowcrayon:

consultant-ninja-from-gallifrey:

watercolor-expectations:

laceandlaudanum:

fallingdownsyndrome:

one-to-tennant:

lazoey:

#I imagine that every year on her birthday, Jack shows up at Donna’s door, announcing himself as a hug-o-gram sent by a mysterious admirer

That tag wins all the awards, in the history of ever.

#Jack totally keeps an eye out on all the Doctor’s companions throughout space and time #Uses Torchwood to keep tabs on everyone #even the ones he didn’t travel with #so he knows exactly when Sarah Jane needs flowers from a secret admirer most #Or where to send an anonymous gift for Donna’s wedding #Gives little Amelia the supplies to make her Raggedy Doctor dolls #He’s practically running a support group for former companions of the Doctor #They just don’t realize it.

headcanon accepted 

HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

HEADCANON ACCENPTED

HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED.

HEADCANON COMPLETELY ACCEPTED.

forever reblog

derse-dicks:

so my dad and i went out to eat and as we were waiting for the elevator

my dad had a small conversation with the person in the box beforehand

  

DAD YOU LET MY HUSBAND GO???!?? WE WERE GOING ON THE SAME FLOOR

coooode:

And that’s the most frustrating thing about depression. It isn’t always something you can fight back against with hope. It isn’t even something — it’s nothing. And you can’t combat nothing. You can’t fill it up. You can’t cover it. It’s just there, pulling the meaning out of everything. That being the case, all the hopeful, proactive solutions start to sound completely insane in contrast to the scope of the problem.

It would be like having a bunch of dead fish, but no one around you will acknowledge that the fish are dead. Instead, they offer to help you look for the fish or try to help you figure out why they disappeared. 
(x)

You know when you read something that’s so accurate that you don’t know how to words?
Yeah.

janecrockersbutt:

zillyh00:

feminist bro strider is my favorite thing