"You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they're as dull as a brick? Then there's other people, when you meet them you think, "Not bad. They're okay." And then you get to know them and... and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality's written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful."
- fuck you, I hate myself for hating you.
And the rest of you, you will hate ME for being such an ass and putting this NOT on Tumblr but to here. Love ya!
Well HELLO! Who CANNOT love this?
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- I still miss YOU though
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OK maybe I just go and... and... Oh I don't know, this kinda ate my brain;
Mun hienosti (hetken) kestänyt vieroitus herra kymppitohtoriherrasta (tai ennemminkin niistä nolottavista "SQUEEEE"-kohtauksista) meni ihan hyvin kunnes hairahduin taas ja löysin itseni katsomasta End Of Timea taas
Voi vitja, riemuidiootti vauhdissa. Tyhmät telkkarisarjat on tyhmiä.
Ja nyt olo on lähinnä tämä:
(peeäs, rakastun Donnaan joka katselukerralla enemmän ja enemmän. Ah, Catherine Tate, Ah.)
pps. jonkun pitäis takavarikoida mun tietokone. Tai edes katkaista nettiyhteys. My brain hurts. Inspais ihan liikaa tehdä kaikkea hienoa luovaa ihan itse omin kätösin mutta en vaan SAA AIKAISEKSI.