amypuddles:

companions in moffat who: it doesn’t matter if you’re an outcast or different or bossy or insecure you don’t need to change yourself for anyone you’re intelligent you’re capable don’t listen to what your detractors say. make your own future make your own choices don’t be afraid to love people and find happiness in others celebrate your compassion and exercise it whenever possible. bad things you can’t control will happen but it’s never too late to change your future and make things better to seize control of your life it’s okay to make mistakes to be selfish to be unsure and confused. you don’t need a time travelling man from space to make you great you’re already brilliant you’re the boss you’re easily worth two men. celebrate yourself be self-assured and confident fuck the laws of time and space your potential is limitless

“Life’s short and so am I;
Cross my heart and hope you’re Bi.” — Clara Oswald, probably (via highcouncil and osylum)

insertallyourfandomshere: "hi!! What is TWTWB?"

tomorrow when the war began :) its an australian book series/movie about a group of teenagers who find themselves in the middle of a war and must fight back. the main character is female, which is very rare for war series/movies. id definitely recommend it because it will rip your heart out omg. also imo the women of twtwb are true heroines and it is very much a feminist series

fleurbot:

WHEN U LOVE SOMETHING SO HARD BUT THE FANDOM CONSISTS OF APPROXIMATELY SIX OTHER PEOPLE AND A SHOELACE 

Anonymous: "hi! that eighth grader didn't actually write that poem,,, there's a post besides that one with the poem going around and im pretty sure that the original poet is credited (or it might be anonymous idk) c:"

oh thanks for the heads up! (its still a wonderful poem though)

Anonymous: "Nonexistent, unseen"

is this for the ‘what do you think i’d be like in real life’ thing

i’m pretty sure i exist haha

Judging by my Tumblr, post in my ask what you think I’d be like in real life

liamstewrt:

oh, my stars [listen]

For the girl with a thousand faces, scattered through time. For days lost in time and little girls in red jackets. All the days that could have been, all the stories that might have been told, all the loves that might have been found. For the impossible girl. For Clara Oswald.

freshprinceofbeleriand:

IM HERE, IM QUEER, AND IM full of existential fear