Look, if you nicely tell me that swearing makes you uncomfortable and you politely ask me not to, I will stop immediately and speak nicer than a nun.
But if you start acting like you’re on some fucking high horse, or telling me that I’m going to Hell for talking the way that I do and you can’t “be around that kind of language” then you can bet your motherfuckin’ ass that I’ll be fucking cussing like a cunt-fuckin’ sailor you maggot-ridden piece of dick.
I broke it all and I’m put to the test
Put your hand to mine and feel this emptiness
There’s no beat in my chest, ‘cause there’s nothing left
No it ain’t goodbye, it’s a last caress
What’s another dream, you can hardly sleep
Can you believe bad things only happen to me?
God knows one day you will finally see
That scars will heal but were meant to bleed
Do you realize I would lie for you?
Please have my last breath, I would die for you
I know I’m no good but my heart beats true
You know I’m gonna fight, though I might be scared to lose
You took me in and I fucked it up again
An empty promise, no I won’t pretend
‘Cause in the end we need someone to solve em
Nobody can fix me if I’m part of the problem
THIS JUST MADE ME REALLY SAD
THIS MADE ME REALLY SAD ALSO.
Why is this so sad omg
because we try our hardest but our friends only pay attention after we’ve already hurt ourselves
#i love how you can see the exact point #where he just thinks #oh fucking shit
I’m not obligated to respect Moffat just because I like Doctor Who! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
I am allowed to say I think his writing is repetitive and full of plotholes with poor development of characters and relationships! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
I am allowed to say I think his writing is terribly sexist! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
It’s because I am a fan of Doctor Who that I am so upset about Moffat’s lazy, sexist writing! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You know when you see a photograph of someone you know but it’s from years before you met them, and it’s like they’re not quite…finished.
OKAY I NEVER NOTICED THIS BEFORE BUT GOD IT HURTS. THE FIRST GIF IS OF TEN AND RIVER. THIS IS THE PART WHERE HE IS TRYING TO GET HER TO TELL HIM WHO SHE IS. TO HIM. AND RIVER OF COURSE WON’T TELL HIM. BUT SHE STILL WANTS HIM TO TRUST HER AND SUBCONSCIOUSLY SHE REACHES OUT TO HIM, TO STRAIGHTEN HIS BOW TIE, LIKE SHE NORMALLY WOULD. EXCEPT IT’S NOT THERE. BECAUSE THIS IS TEN. AND TEN DOESN’T WEAR BOW TIES. AND I THINK THIS IS THE MOMENT WHEN SHE REALIZES THAT THIS MAN, EVEN THOUGH HE IS THE DOCTOR, IS NOT HER DOCTOR. HER DOCTOR WEARS BOW TIES AND THINKS THEM COOL. HER DOCTOR FLIRTS AND FLAILS AROUND HER. THIS MAN IS FREAKED OUT BY THE MEAR PRESENCE OF HER. WHO SHE IS. WHO SHE COULD BE. AND I THINK THAT TERRIFIES HER.
she was a girl
he was a boy
can i make it any more convoluted and unnecessarily complicated
