Sci-fi maniac with the name of Molly Saunders. I’m 16 obsessed with music, art, Doctor who, Sherlock, Hg2g, Orphan Black and GotG. I also do youtube videos with some sing-songing
Robin Williams isn’t dead. He’s just waiting in the jungle until someone rolls a 5 or 8.
you know what’s fucked up?
that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowded street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”
This post is fucked up
me looking at thing: yooooo
me looking at price: nooooo
One of my favourite shows:
One of my least favourite shows:
Do you see my problem
That you don’t actually like Doctor Who?
That you only like RTD-era Who and are being unnecessarily passive-aggressive toward the Moffat era in order to make your opinion seem relevant?
You are not understanding. Let me break it down for you:
oh fuck off
I like doctor who because I like the show on a whole
not because of which man is in charge