To my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the g r e a t e s t men who ever lived.
You know what I miss?
Doctor Who. I miss being excited about Doctor Who.
I miss looking forward to streaming the show every week. I miss being excited for the Christmas special. I miss the cliffhangers and the recurring characters and the personalities of the individual doctors.
I just saw an ad for the new series in September and I literally thought “meh.”
I remember a time where you’d see nothing but the show on your dash, and all the posts had 10,000+ notes because literally everyone loved it and got excited about it.
I think the idea of fandom lost traction everywhere around the same time the show started doing plot circles, so people lost interest and it died a slow, agonizing death.
I didn’t ever think it would get here, but it has, and somewhere it makes me sad.
what if there was a historical typo and it was actually jack the stripper
I JUST SPAT TEA EVERYWHERE
#the greatest day of everyone’s life
so I was at relay for life and guess what was just meandering around the track
it just kept going around the track yelling exterminate
I literally cannot think of anything more ironic than a Dalek participating in Relay for Life.
idk, maybe he just wants to exterminate cancer.
maybe he just wants to exterminate cancer.
whatisyourlefteyebrowdoingdavid:
A tribute to Ten’s arse.
Because even left eyebrow fans look at other bits sometimes.
