dabhabit:

When I was in the hospital
I was roomed with a schizophrenic
And she was the most gentle person I have ever met
There was a boy with a long deep slit across his neck
Who told very funny jokes
A girl who never spoke a word
Would draw the most beautiful pictures
The boy who shook with anxiety
Could hold the most intelligent conversations
Even the girl who screamed in her sleep and picked at her skin
Had a heart the size of the ocean
We are not who you think we are

wilhedivahater:

actualcecilbaldwin:

i never understand why non-white characters can’t just be described as fucking brown

they gotta be caramel, mocha, dark chocolatey, cocoa, whatever nonsense

can we start describing white characters with food terms too? “her milk-white arms.” “his light mayonaisse face.” “her hair was the color of dijon mustard.” yeah. sounds about right.

buckified:

doctor-wholock:

timelessseaphire:

ufuckinsnowglobe:

There is no ‘we’ in ‘food’

but there is an ‘ood’

image

wat

I swear the moments where whovians hijack a post is just gold.