Posts tagged: doctor who
“Why are there all those marks on your arm?”
“I…I don’t remember.”
I’ve finally put my TARDIS bag up on Etsy.
Sorry I’m lazy.
I’m not usually down with stuff like this, but this seems easy, fun, and unobtrusive, so hell yeah, why not.
I made a sweet TARDIS pillow.
My kitten Noodles is a ham and decided to lie in my shot, but it was cute, so I ran with it.
I was in a comic shop today, and they had a life-sized cardboard standup of Captain Jack Harkness, and I wanted to get it, but there’s no reasonable way I could have transported it back to the U.S. with me.
This may be my greatest regret ever in life.
I mean, can you imagine how PHENOMENALLY AWKWARD it would be during every sexual encounter, having Captan Jack Harkness there to look on approvingly.
I think, just to fuck with my boyfriend, I’d wait until he fell asleep afterward and tape a sign with a rating on it onto Jack’s hand, so he’d wake up the next morning and Jack would be like:
8.5
Who invented the blow job?
Like, who wakes up one day and thinks “today, I will suck a dick”
Probably
Definitely.
Obviously.
Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. And blue in through the blueness, and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air… and then shining. Burning, bursting through! The stars, can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.
