June 2013
“Now, this is moving in the same direction. But I’m a little too spent to care. ‘Cause it’s a battlefield till it blows over. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. We’re throwing stones though we live in glass houses. We talk shit like it’s a cross to bear. You’re only relevant until you get older. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.”
—All Time Low, Heroes
I don’t understand why it bothers my parents so much that I have like a “water bottle collection” in my room. Like its not even a big deal…
I have the same issue with pop cans.
“Finding you was like coming home.”
—6-Word Story #81 (via sharingneedles)
And I has all the feels
He just… He didn’t want to be alone…didn’t want to be the last one left. Then, the Master goes on and dies and Martha goes and leaves and he’s just… What?
God, I hate that guy.
“Use my name.” Egotistical much? Ugh.
he literally can’t say hello to anyone without it sounding flirty and the Doctor telling him to “Stop it.”
I love Captain Jack.
Moving on and change happen to be my biggest fears and yet the things I most desire.
