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maybelletea:

you know those feels

when you’re so into something

and you just wanna talk about it all the time but everyone else around you would be like wat







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doctorwho:

Remember:

Daleks are cruel

Daleks are vicious

Daleks are thoughtless, genocidal destroyers of worlds.

But, first and foremost,

Daleks are British.

bendydickcuminmysnatch:

The single best thing a Dalek has ever said.




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penpen16:

“Muñeca de Trapo” (“Rag Doll”)

La Oreja de Van Gogh (The Van Gogh´s Ear)



Como esos cuadros que aun estan por colgar,
Like those pictures that are still waiting to be hung on the wall,
como el mantel de la cena de ayer.
like the table cloth left from yesterday's supper,
siempre esperando que te diga algo más,
always wanting to tell you something more
y mis sentidas palabras no quieren volar.
and my heartfelt words never want to fly.
 
Lo nunca dicho se disuelve en té,
What's never said is dissolved in cups of tea
como el infiel dice “nunca lo haré”.
the way the unfaithful say "I will never do that".
Siento que estoy en una carcel de amor,
I feel like I'm in a prison of love,
me olvidarás si no firmo mi declaración.
you will forget me if I don't sign my statement.
 
Me abrazaría al diablo sin dudar
I would embrace the devil without hesitation
por ver tu cara al escucharme hablar,
to see your face when you hear me speak,
eres todo lo que mas quiero
you are everything I ever wanted
pero te pierdo en mis silencios,
but I lose you in my silence.
Mis ojos son dos cruces negras
My eyes are two black crosses
que no han hablado nunca claro.
that have never spoken clearly,
mi corazón lleno de pena
my heart is full of pain
y yo una muñeca de trapo.
and I am a rag doll.
 
Cada silencio es un nube que va
Every silence is a cloud
detrás de mi sin parar de llorar.
which follows me without ending its tears
Quiero contarte lo que siento por ti ,
I want to tell you what I feel for you,
que me escuche hablar la luna de enero mirándote a ti.
and may the January moon hear me speak while I look at you.
 
Me abrazaría…
I would embrace…
 
No tengo miedo al fuego eterno,
I have no fear of eternal fire,
tampoco a sus cuentos amargos
nor of its bitter stories.
pero el silencio es algo frio
but silence is something cold
y mis inviernos son muy largos.
and my winters are very long.
Y a tu regreso estaré lejos
And when you return I will be far away
entre los versos de algún tango.
among the verses of a tango
porque este corazón sincero
because this sincere heart of mine
murió siendo muñeca de trapo. 
died in this rag doll…

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completelycumberbatched:

oscarstardis:

holymotherofrowling:

if you ever think your fandom gets too attached to fictional characters, just remember the torchwood fandom made a memorial to a fictional character

and that Cardiff City Council have sworn to keep it maintained and safe throughout the year

And literally every time I’m in the bay someone asks me who the memorial’s for, and walks away looking disturbed when I explain.

completelycumberbatched:

oscarstardis:

holymotherofrowling:

if you ever think your fandom gets too attached to fictional characters, just remember the torchwood fandom made a memorial to a fictional character

and that Cardiff City Council have sworn to keep it maintained and safe throughout the year

And literally every time I’m in the bay someone asks me who the memorial’s for, and walks away looking disturbed when I explain.