I’m at the grocery store with my grandparents and my grandpa has wandered away and now my grandma is going up every isle yelling his name and im hiding behind a cookie display cuz i dont want anyone to know im with the crazy woman screaming dick at the top of her lungs
“i’m so depressed,” posted the caucasian heterosexual cisgender teenage girl on her blog
last time i checked depression can affect everyone and you’re fucking trash for invalidating the struggles depressed people go through
Welcome to misogyny where we get called sluts if we fuck you and shot if we don’t
straight women who casually use the word “girlfriend” to refer to their platonic lady friends, i have nothing against you, but you make the world really confusing,
how this scene should have gone
when my mom drops me off at school
Steven Moffat Doesn’t Understand Grief, and It’s Killing Doctor Who
There’s a popular joke I’ve seen floating around on Tumblr for a while now. It goes like this:
“Joss Whedon, Steven Moffat and George R.R. Martin walk into a bar and everyone you’ve ever loved dies.”
Here’s the problem, though:
SOMEBODY FINALLY FUCKING SAID IT THANK YOU
"But more importantly than that, when you have no death, when nothing truly has weight or scale, when decisions don’t stick and nobody feels the consequences… it’s hard to care about anything. The stakes on the show feel so low at this point that a once addictive program is unengaging, dull and hollow."
A very smart writer of Pacific Rim once said “there are no heroes in a world where heroes can’t die”. And that’s what Doctor Who has lost for me.
Amazing article. Also, spot on.
when ur friends are cool and talented and ur just