i should probably do the sleeping thing now…
If you’re going lets be friends ;)
7: It’s your average day
24: Until you see the TARDIS
5: The Doctor approaches you
14: You know he wants you to come along because he looks at you like
8: You hop on the TARDIS and start your adventure like
13: You arrive on a planet where the residents look like
2: You realize you forgot your
23: Save the Doctor! He got kidnapped by aliens because
10: You defeat the aliens by
39: The Doctor awards you by
60: He says you can’t be his companion because
50: He says he’ll come back though
what if water were sentient…
- me: huh....you're really cute
- me: fuck. you're 16
- me: dayum...gurl, can i get yo numbah?
- me: goddamn it! how are you only 17?!
- me: oh woooow you're gorgeous!
- me: aaaaand you're jailbait, too.
Does anyone else ever get upset that they will never have enough time to read all of the books, hear all of the songs, go to all of the places and learn all of the things? No matter how many things I cram into my brain and how many experiences I have and places I travel to, there will always be more that I will never get to. One lifetime is not enough, dammit.
They will want to know who you are, where you come from, what your family was like.
They will look through your photographs and read all of your poems. They will come over for dinner and speak to your mother about how their curiosity has taught them things of use to her. They will ask you to rant when you’re angry and cry when you’re hurt.
They will ask what that raised eyebrow meant. They will want to know your favorite food, your favorite color, you favorite person. They will ask why.
They will buy that camera you liked, pay attention to that band you love in case there’s a show near by, they will get you the sweater you smiled at once. They’ll learn to cook your favorite meals.
The curious people don’t settle for your shell, they want the insides.
They want what makes you heavy, what makes you uneasy, what makes you scream
for joy, and anger, and heartbreak.
Their skin will turn into pages
that you learn to pour out your entire being in.
Don’t fall in love with the curious one.
They won’t let a sigh go unexplained.
They will want to know what they did
Exactly what they did to make you love them.
Year, month, week, day.
“What time was it? What did I say? What did I do?
How did you feel?”
Don’t fall in love with a curious one because I’ve been there.
They will unbutton your shirt
and read every scar
They will dissect your every limb, every organ, every thought, every being
then walk back home and eat their dinner and never return your calls.
You will never be their lifelong expedition. The heart is a mystery only for so long.
There is no ache like loving a curious one
who chases every falling star and never catching one.
Who comes and sees and conquers
I’ve fallen in love with a curious one.
Maybe one day he will take the train back home
and be curious enough to read one last message from me
carved on a seat.
as effortlessly as you’ve moved me for years.” —Don’t Fall In Love With The Curious One (via le-vide)
the other day i went into the ocean and didn’t die