February 2012
1 tag
And some idiot locked us out of our hotel room - who turned out to be Benedict
– Steven Moffat, The Hound of Baskerville commentary #giant five year old (via annieodairss)
2 tags
When you watch Torchwood there is a warning at the very beginning that some...
– John Barrowman.
Barrowman, everyone.
This is why I love him, and why I will always love him.
(via thedoctorandthewoman)
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ihopericksantorum:
I hope Rick Santorum thinks there’s one more step when really he’s reached the top of the steps.
ohgod that’s terrible
ihopericksantorum:
I hope Rick Santorum steps on a Lego while barefoot.
my voice is girly when I talk to strangers but when I’m with friends I turn into morgan freeman
youngstero:
there could be chameleons all over you right now and you’d have no idea
amouremeline:
i just want perfect skin and hair and teeth and body proportions and endless supplies of money and intelligence is that too much to ask for
4 tags
when people call themselves an ‘Anglophile’ purely because they like the BBC
“when one door closes, another one opens”
imagine how annoying it would be if that were true
you close the bathroom door to pee and your front door suddenly blows open
your cat escapes
you run out and jump into the car to chase the cat and hear everything falling out of your over-stuffed pantry as its door unlatches
2 tags
You once thought of me As a white knight on a steed Now you know how happy I can be Oh, and our good times start and end Without dollar one to spend But how much, baby, do we really need?
Rest in peace, Davy. You’ll be missed ♥
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There was a bowl of leftover buttercream icing in...
was
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oliviaonthetrain replied to your post: my father just walked into the room turned on the…
Clearly your father is a badass ;)
he knows how lazy I am
he knows
he exploits it
niall-horan:
oh my god
I didn’t expect any of that
3 tags
my father just walked into the room
turned on the TV
put on some godawful RnB music channel
oh-so-carefully placed the TV remote on the mantlepiece on the other side of the room from me
gave me a smirk more fitting to Satan than any decent man
and left
it doesn’t matter if we never talk
if you follow me, I automatically feel this really creepy maternal love towards you
I just want this to be something that you understand