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Reblogged from tardisandfeathered
Reblogged from tardisandfeathered
I started following this girl and her whole dash ended up these. And her last post. I can’t even say words. Anons took her life. If that okay with you, then carry on with your day. If you agree this is unacceptable and okay, then reblog and spread the word. What you say can actually change a persons life! So help out
I don’t care if this makes your dash look ‘ugly’, no matter what type of blog you have you should reblog it.
^It wont make it ugly. They should reblog it anyways.
this is serious.
this is so not okay!
……. :/
Reblogged from tardisandfeathered
cabinlocked-consulting-pilots:
I love you guys
I love the people who decided I was interesting enough to be followed. ;w;
(Source: cursim)
Actually, what if Clara is a TARDIS Type 102?
I’ve seen a lot of ‘Clara is a Time Lady’ theories. If that is true, y’know there is a Time Lady that fits her description, RIGHT?
Clara Oswin Oswald is Mary Poppins!
Now we just need a frizzy haired ginger Time Lady to take up teaching…
Asked by jeeskamuffin
Well, flatten out the CH a bit to be a semi-circle, which will change it to a SH. the E can become an O if you simply diminish its size a bit and move it onto the line of the SH. The (TH)E can become THE if you simply move the smaller E-circle into the circle of the TH. You *can* read the (TH)E as is, but because TH and E are so similar, it gets confusing.
I still miss her like a crazy thing.
I keep looking for her.
It wasn’t as bad back when Juanita died, because I had Musti almost directly afterwards. She filled the hole that Juni left. I still have a clear memory of driving half-way across the country to pick her up, her little face all scrunched up and confused, and that she threw up on me eleven times on the way home. All that time spent training her without really ‘training’ her, just having her there and rewarding good behavior. She spent years sleeping under my comforter at night. Helping me keep the other animals in check. Being my friend.
I have plenty to keep my time filled, and loads of furry company, but I don’t have that canine companion anymore. I never realized how much I relied on that company before I was without it.
There are other dogs in the house, yes, but they aren’t *mine*. Beyond that: We don’t have the camaraderie or solid friendship that comes with raising the dog yourself. We don’t have those moments that would be called ‘in-jokes’ if the other person was a human, rather than a dog.
I never realized how many ‘in-jokes’ I had with Musti until I started looking down to my right with a smile, and not seeing her there to appreciate the moment with me.
Gods, I miss her.