~madness is a gift
reality is a curse

Looking at you, Doctor, is like looking into a mirror, almost. There’s rage there, like me. There’s guilt, like me. Solitude. Everything but the nerve to do what needs to be done.

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Oct
Young Folks
Peter Björn & John && Young Folks
#ixto
Oct

aprxns replied to your post “Hey. Fuckboy.”

// iM AGUHG SO HARD

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Oct
Drumming Song
Florence + The Machine && Florence + The Machine
#ixto
Oct

gallifrayon:

Matt youneedtostopbeingattractive Smith (◡‿◡✿)

Oct

ixto:

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       “At the beginning— like the start of any other story. Or perhaps with just the parts you think are worth telling… or— maybe your favorite color? Which… if I had to guess, would be red or black? Mine’s purple,” he encouraged, a bright look in his sunny eyes.

       “Or start with the parts that make you happy.”

        ❝… I think I’d like to begin with the most important
        part, the part really worth telling. It may be insensitive
        of me to admit this, but the most important part was
        not when my first son was born into this world. I was a
        horrible man then. I made this child solely for my partner
        at the time. No, the most important part of the story is
        when I realized that the boy’s other father wasn’t going to
        be there for him, like he needed to be, like I expected
        him to be. The most important part is when I decided to
        step-up and take the responsibility of caring for this child.
        It began to change me, I think. For the better. If you knew
        me before then, Ixto, if your sister knew— you would both
        turn away in shame. I don’t want to acknowledge anything
        prior to the most important point. That child was the
        turning point for me. And after him, others came. You have
        to understand, Ixto; they were my world. I woke up, I took
        care of them, I went to sleep. For years, I even gave
         up the lifestyle I live now for them. I was linear. I was
         at a complete standstill. I didn’t mind giving that up, though.
        I didn’t mind it at all. So you can understand how
        devastating it’d be to lose them. First, my little girl was taken
        from me. I tried to tell him, y’know— just keep her on my
        TARDIS, don’t take her— I said. The Doctor didn’t listen. And
        then he took her, that man. He murdered her. She came back,
        of course, but that didn’t make it okay. I was sure I
        wouldn’t be able to handle something like that happening
        ever again. One of them dying. And then it did. To the first.
                                                               But he didn’t come back.

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        ❝I should have been used to it by then, you’d think.
        Losing people. I’ve lost lifetime’s worth of people
         within a mere century, Ixto. In the long run, nothing
        has ever gone right. I know you didn’t want to suggest
        I wasn’t good enough for Sin, but sometimes, I seriously
        consider— perhaps I’m not good enough for any
        of them. For my children, for the Doctor, for Sin— oh,
                                                                 I wouldn’t doubt it…

Oct
dontfxckwithbaby screamed:
"Hey. Fuckboy."
thedarkdoctor replied:

           ❝Sergeant Fuckboy reporting for duty, ma’am❞

dontfxckwithbaby:

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      ☀    ⊱   "You promised to take me out weeks ago to that one party place and we still haven’t gone."

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            ❝I told you I was going to take you to a Party City shop
                                                                                   to look at hats.❞

Oct

ixto:

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       The statement took a moment to process with Ixto giving the Dark Doctor a contemplative silence. He considered the words carefully and allowed the tension to release from his shoulders.

       “Forgive me; I didn’t want to imply that by any means you weren’t good enough for her, DD. No, I’m simply curious about you my friend. I don’t know you, and I would like to. You are an important part of our family.”

        DD hesitated, exhaling steadily before he gave
        any sort of indication that he was going to spill.
        ❝I know you didn’t mean it that way, I just— well,
        I thought I could just get by with that as an excuse,
                                     you know? An excuse not to tell.❞

        ❝It’s a very long and complicated story. I don’t
        often share it with others. Where would I even start?❞

#ixto
Oct
dontfxckwithbaby screamed:
"Hey. Fuckboy."

           ❝Sergeant Fuckboy reporting for duty, ma’am❞

Oct
icequeen102990 screamed:
"Just so you know, that guy over there has been staring at your ass for the past like fifteen minutes..."

           ❝Oh, it’s no bother. Quite used to it, actually.❞

Oct

oktober2nd:

lana-loves-lingua-latina:

if “barnacles” is a curse word in Spongebob, then how do you explain Barnacle Boy’s name

He’s a fuck boy