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THAT EPISODE WAS LITERALLY SO HEARTBREAKING AND PERFECT AT THE SAME TIME

THE “WHO ARE YOU?” PARALLELS

JEALOUS!TWELVE

HOW FREAKING PROTECTIVE RIVER AND THE DOCTOR WERE OF EACH OTHER

TWELVE PRETENDING TO BE EXCITED ABOUT THE INSIDE OF THE TARDIS

RIVER BELIEVING THAT THE DOCTOR DIDN’T LOVE HER BUT THEN SHE REALIZED HE DID AS SOON AS HE LOOKED AT HER. BECAUSE HE WAS IN IT WITH HER.

“HELLO SWEETIE”

“NOT ONE LIVING THING IS WORTH YOU”

DARILLIUM

24 YEARS. THEY GOT THEIR LITTLE HAPPILY EVER AFTER AND SPENT 24 YEARS TOGETHER

“I HATE YOU” “NO YOU DON’T”

JUST LEAVE ME HERE TO DIE I AM LITERALLY CRYING

clientsfromhell

Me: “How can I help you today, ma'am?” Client: “Is e-mail internet”? Me: “I beg your pardon?” Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?” Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.” Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.” Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?” Client: “Open what?” Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?” Client: “My…my…?” Me: “What you click on when you want to browse the internet?” Client: “I don’t use anything, I just turn my computer on, and it’s there.” Me: “Okay. Do you see the little blue ‘e’ icon on your desktop?” Client: “You mean I have to start writing letters again?” Me: “I’m…what, I’m sorry?” Client: “I don’t have any pens at my desk. I just want my e-mail again.” Me: “No, ma'am, your desktop, on your computer screen. Can you click on the little blue ‘e’ on your computer screen for me?” Client: “Oh, this is too much work. I’m too upset. Just send me my e-mail. Can’t you send me my e-mail?” Me: “We…okay, ma'am. Can you tell me what color the lights are on your router right now?” Client: “My what?” Me: “The little box with green or possibly a couple of red lights on it right now - it’s most likely near your computer?”

Client: “Lights and boxes, boxes and lights, just get my e-mail for me.

Me: “My test is showing that you should be able to get online right now. Can you tell me what you’re seeing on your computer screen?” Client: “It’s been the same thing for the last two hours.” Me: “An error message?” Client: “No, just stars. It’s black and moving stars.” Me: “…Do you see your mouse next to your keyboard?” Client: “Yes.”

Me: “Move it for me.” Client: “Move it?” Me: “Yes. Move it.” Client: “My e-mail!”

darkhairedgirlfromgallifrey-dea

That sounds like my mother

boredpanda

Mind-Bending Photos That Seem Fake But Are Actually Real

gallifreyfalls

archivesandcyanide

story time: when my brother was born I was about three years old and I can’t remember much, I just remember wanting to pick his name and finally settling on “Rainbow” and telling my parents hey so I decided we should name the kid Rainbow, top name right

bear in mind i was three and had all the naming capacity of a young fan making their first forays into making a power fantasy self-insert oc

but apparently dreams can get you somehwere because years later, when i was about thirteen i mentioned this memory to my mother, and she said “yeah, we called him that” and I was like “lmao as if you called him that I know brother’s name duh” and in short she got out his birth certificate, and yeah. My brother’s fucking middle name is, officially and legally, Rainbeau.

ok but it gets better. because my brother’s first name is Morgan, a welsh name which by some translations means “arc over the sea,” which can be argued means “rainbow”

my parents called my brother Rainbow Rainbow

i had too much power when i was three