Reblog if you want (1) message that will make you smile, anon or not.
I’VE FIGURED IT OUT.
In the Eleventh Hour, Rory’s badge reads:
Rory is 30ish during the Angels Take Manhattan episode.
He’s (presumably) sent back to 1938.
1990 - 1938 = 52 years, 52+30 = 82 years old
The date the badge was issued is the day he died.
Holy Mary, mother of fuck.
lately ive been noticing a lot of girls have awful self esteem and body image issues, i want to try an experiment. reblog this if you feel negatively about yourself in any way.
❝
Being high is one of the most pleasant sensations available to mankind. Every day is Saturday. It is to be like a child; to perceive events with clarity; to look into the gates of paradise; to completely enjoy whatever you might be doing; to smile so hard that your jaw muscles get tired. Being high is to laugh at the silliest things; to understand things that have seemed absurd before; to have the aloofness of a cat; to afford a kinship with god. To be intoxicated with marijuana makes every superlative seem within your grasp. Being high makes life seem terribly good. Being high is simply grand.
— John Rosevear (via highrapunzel)
OKAY SO ALMOST 2 MONTHS AGO OUR ENGLISH TEACHER FORCED US TO ENTER A POETRY CONTEST AND I WAS ABOUT TO ENTER A POEM WHEN IT TRIED TO FORCE ME TO GIVE IT A TITLE SO IN A FIT OF RAGE I WROTE A NEW POEM COMPLAINING ABOUT THE TITLE REQUIREMENT
AND TODAY I WENT TO CHECK MY EMAIL AND I??????
YOU ARE LITERALLY PUBLISHING AN INSULT TO YOUR OWN RULES BUT OKAY I GUESS IF GETTING TALKED DOWN TO TURNS YOU ON SOMEHOW AND I GET PUBLISHED I’VE GOT NO COMPLAINTS HERE?
Boy records interview with his future self in 1992 and has a conversation with himself in 2012
I expected to watch this and shed a nostalgic tear, instead I cried tears of laughter.
i watched this like five times yesterday because its amazing
this is pretty hilarious lmao
happy june 19
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June 19, GREEN IS NOT THE CREATIVE COLOR
angels in the architecture.: things game of thrones has taught me ↘
have you thought that
all a person is really
is a sack of meat and
bones and blood.
this is why it is important to feel love
trembling in your muscles
deep into your bones
and flowing,
beating inside your veins
surging 60,000 miles
from and to every border
delimiting
the existence…
It’s the oldest story in the universe. This one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events - war, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.
