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I stole a TARDIS and ran. You followed. It was all supernovas, black holes and exploding planets. In a week, we killed each other and hit the time vortex, all over again.
Sonic Rebels
Time to say goodbye
And so the time as finally come for me to close my tumblr. I’ve been pondering this for a very long time. Actually, for more than 3 years, since I started my degree in cinema. I started using tumblr less and less over the years, and the truth is, it’s not the same anymore. And neither am I. I’m still a fangirl, yes, but using tumblr doesn’t come naturally to me as it used to. I was very happy here. Really, really happy. I spent 4 of the most wonderful years geeking and fangirling out here, and I will always look back to those wonderful moments, fondely. I didn’t make many friends, unfortunately, but that’s just because I was always too shy to actually begin any conversations; but I followed some amazing people. Today I reblogged my last posts. I wanted to leave tumblr sort of up to date, with my current interests. It’s silly, but it felt right.
I won’t be deleting my blog, I gave to much of myself to it, I couldn’t possibly bring myself to simply erasing it; so I mean to keep it to myself. That’s why, I will keep it under a password, but I won’t be using tumblr anymore.
There’s so much more to say, but it would take a freaking essay. So I say my goodbyes. Probably no one is going to read them, despite the 900+ followers I gathered over the years, but I’ve been gone for too long (which totally explains it descending to 700). I’m a stranger to tumblr now, and honestly tumblr is a stranger to me.
Thank you tumblr. Thank you guys. I’ll see you around. And may the force be with you.
UPDATE: I just remembered that I can’t password protect a main blog, so the content will stay. One simply won’t be able to find my page (the url, I mean)
Well, no. Sorry. Just… No.
Missy did not deserve this
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“People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales.” ― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
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fun trauma thing: simultaneously feeling too mature and immature compared to everyone else
ALL THAT TIME WITH THE DOCTOR DID MEAN SOMETHING TO MISSY, HE ACTUALLY MADE HER SEE THE WORLD FROM HIS POINT OF VIEW
SHE UNDERSTOOD HIM, SHE WANTED TO STAND WITH HIM, THEY COULD HAVE TRAVELED THE UNIVERSE TOGETHER AFTER THAT LIKE THEY ALWAYS WANTED
Me, screaming into the void: “But the Doctor never found out Missy was going to stand with him!”
HE’LL NEVER KNOW THAT MISSY WANTED TO JOIN HIM, ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
MISSY LITERALLY DIED WITHOUT HOPE, WITHOUT WITNESS, WITHOUT REWARD AND I’M SOBBING
Me: *after a solid three or four hours of crying over missy* okay maybe we can calm down now
Brain: hey remember how missy died and the doctor will NEVER know that she was on his side
Me: *another three hours of crying*
mood