April 2011
Sometimes when I put my hood up I make it all...
bulletproofweekss:
I read “put my hood up” in the non-literal sense. Lol.
March 2011
avada-ka-davros:
thegirlwiththeradioheart:
I have to get off of the internet. Right now.
My patronus is Eleven
erikawithac:
beezusinthetardis:
always lol forever at “and STAY OUT”
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“Here is a man. A small man — at 77, an old man — in a dark suit with an...”
– In the emperor’s speech, a Japanese dynasty comes down to earth - The Washington Post (via naveen)
Donald Trump, Patron Saint of Birthers, releases... →
stfuconservatives:
thegreg:
[Trump] provided the conservative web site with what he purports to be his birth certificate.
Except the document is not an official New York City birth certificate, but rather a document generated by Jamaica Hospital, where Trump’s mother Mary reportedly gave birth in June 1946. Official birth certificates are issued (and maintained) by the New York City...
What if the answer has been clear the whole time
cupcakesinthetardis:
aweepingangel:
flapperorslapper:
…and River Song is just a musical body of water?
HOLY CRAP LOL
After Paying Zero Income Taxes, GE Plans To Ask... →
weian-fu:
Bank Of America Paid Nothing In Federal Income... →
weian-fu:
Maaaan, FUCK these guys!
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-3-27) →
The Smyrk (14)
Childish Gambino (10)
The Smiths (9)
The Kooks (8)
Dragonette (8)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Elizabeth Taylor Leaves $600M Fortune To AIDS... →
freereeves:
Dope. Such a beautiful soul.
the-madame-hatter:
garlandgrey:
sleeplessinsouthie:
saint.
It sucks they never show that Nanny episode in context with the 3 other shows Taylor guest-starred on that night. There should be limited edition DVD.
She was so amazing.
The BBC is making me a bigger nerd
I will not fall for Star Trek. I don’t have obsession-space for this.
My Story: I Was Raped.
thehuskybro:
peechtastic:
I work with rape and assault victims. I look them in the eyes, I listen to their stories, I hold them, I pray. Inside, later, when I’m alone, I’m reminded of what happened to me. I rarely talk about it, but today seems to be the day.
This is my story.
I’d left for college and moved away from home for the very first time.
I had a party - a sofa party - in that flat....
