i just
when clara was in his timestreams and he showed up
and she was in such disbelief that it was actually him
and then she fell into his arms
fucking help me
One day you meet the Doctor. And of course, it’s the best day ever. It’s just the best day of your life. Because, because he’s brilliant, and he’s funny, and mad, and best of all, he really needs you. The trick is, don’t fall in love. I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day. And once you start running, you start to forget, slowly. After a while, you just stop asking. Who are you? Where are you from? What set you on your way and where are you going? Oh, and what is your name? You get used to not knowing.
Erik Olson
I Fucking Love Space, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesMercury, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesVenus, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesEarth, 2011
oil on canvas, 72 x 84 inchesMars, Fear & Dread, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesJupiter, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesSaturn, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesUranus, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesNeptune, 2011
oil on panel, 48 x 36 inchesThe Gateway (Hubble Deep Field), 2011
oil on canvas, 72 x 84 inches
My second grade teacher liked to ask us,
“How do you feel today, on a scale of one to ten?”
Ten always meant I’m super, thank you
and one was always not today, Mrs. MacAuley, not today.
But I never liked numbers, they would always
twist and rebel against my mind so I chose
to speak in colors instead.
January third - I am the color
of mint chocolate chip ice cream
but I’ve eaten all the chocolate chips.
I am calm.
February seventh - I am a bruise of
blues and violets today. I think it would
be best if I sat by the window.
These are unhappy colors.
April eleventh - I am turquoise, I am magenta,
I am every color in the rainbow.
April thirtieth - I am gray, I am silent.
May first - I am orange, the color of melting
creamsicles on a beach in July.
June twelfth - I am as yellow as the school bus
that will bring me home to summer. I am free.
Twelve years later, I still use colors.
The winter makes me feel cobalt blue, the ocean
turns me a seafoam green. Violets and purples
leave me uneasy and scarlet is a fever of fury.
Some nights I drown in shades of navy, denim,
and cornflower but other nights I meditate in forests of
harlequin and shamrock.
But you,
you leave me a blinding white followed by a soft yellow:
the color of sunlight after a period of darkness.
—Kelsey Danielle, “A Diary of Colors” (via pigmenting)
My sister is watching Star Wars (A New Hope) for the first time and she’s commenting on everything dear god it’s so funny
I’m doing a thing where i’m trying to find out which is the most popular revival regeneration.
