DW, David Tennant, Hannibal, Game of Thrones, and whatever else I feel like:) (this blog is kind of on semi-hiatus until further notice. Sorry guys, I'm just really busy as of late.)
i don’t “dress to impress” i dress to depress i wanna look so good that people hate themselves
Do you think every president goes through a awkward first few weeks in office when they’re not sure when’s the right time to ask if aliens are real or not?
how am i not tired of reading about the same two people falling in love in 5000 different ways yet