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kawaii-aussie:

basically tumblr is like our father and we’re all his children and he is about to get married to yahoo who is a massive bitch and will probably ruin our lives and we’re like no dad stop and we’re all crying very loudly because we dont want yahoo to be our new mum because she is a monster who will probably kill dad when he becomes useless and take all his money that he left to us the bottOM LINE IS NO PLS DONT SELL TUMBLR DAVID KARP NOOOO DONt do It

WRITE ME A LETTER (anonymous or not)

Dear ______,

I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. 
Love, 
_______________ 

(P.S. ______________.)

(Source: rachelbakeher)

superwholockgiraffe:

I’m super close to my 1 year Tumblrversary and to 4,000 followers, so I decided to do a giveaway to celebrate. I also wanted to use this to thank all of you for being so supportive over the last year, and just being generally awesome.

Prizes:

~First Place~

-SuperWhoLock t-shirt (in your size. Will be shipped to the address you give)

-Supernatural Inspired salt necklace 

-Dean’s Samulet (with necklace cord; not pictured) 

-A Package of gourmet hot chocolate from Soma Chocolate in Toronto

-3 oz. of Cara McGee’s SuperWhoLock inspired tea

-A TARDIS galaxy mug

-1st Cookie Cutter (your choice on which one you want)

-Sugar Cookies in a jar

 

~Second Place~

-Supernatural Inspired salt necklace 

-2nd Cookie Cutter

-Sugar Cookies in a jar

 

Rules:

-You can reblog this post a total of 5 times whether it’s all at once or spread out (please tag with ‘giveaway’ so your followers can blacklist it)

-Likes don’t count (It makes it easier, I’m sorry)

-Because this is celebrating my followers, you need to be following me

-Winners will be chosen using a random number generator

-And will be chosen by July 15th, 2013 

-Keep your ask or submit box open

-I will ship absolutely anywhere, even if you live on Gallifrey (well… pre-Time War) or some alternate universe devoid of magic

-Please no giveaway blogs. Let’s keep it fair to everyone.

 

If you have any questions, feel free to inbox me

 

Well. We’ve got work to do. The game is afoot.

 

ALLONS-Y

desolve:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.


She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

emberdemongirl:

autumn-the-fall-guardian:

the-fury-of-a-time-lord:

RED ALERT

RED  FUCKING ALERT


This is my little sister. Aka, one of the few people on this miserable planet that I would actively die for.

and some dickweed is deciding to sexually harass her.

IF YOU LIVE IN IOWA OR UTAH AND YOU KNOW A BRADLEY HOPKINS, LET ME KNOW

SIGNAL BOOST

SIGNAL BOOSTING THIS CUZ I LIVE IN IOWA AND I DON’T WANT ANY SICK FREAKS IN MY STATE!

three-patch-problem3:

ishouldntbeallowedoutinpublic:

who-lock-loki-lover:

amhil-has-thoughts:

riddleswithtom:

hatalie:

9 has no time for your philosophizing.

nine is tired of your crap

Nine was the sassiest. 

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to scroll past this gifset without reblogging.

Can we also appreciate Rose please? She’s like his back up sassyness and being all “Bitch please, not today.”

(Source: morbidpale)

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