please please please let me...get what i want

Director for children's musicals. Part time waitress, nice apartment, California. It's never too hot or too cold. Enough money. What more could a girl want?
A whole lot. Hi, I'm Hope. Don't have a last name, always wondered what it was. Guess I'll never know. I've got this watch, guess It was my family's. Dunno what to do with it but wear the thing. All I want is a good adventure, something different for once you know? I'm tired of boring, I'm tired of alone.
If you want to chat catch me while you can, I'll be out of here first chance I get.
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The Doctor saw through her accent, knowing she wasn’t actually American, but she was obviously doing it for a reason. “They don’t really know what a ficus is. You suggest that they’ll just think it’s another species they can take and sell.” The Doctor got up and sat right next to her, “Nice to meet you. I’m John Smith.” The Doctor put his hand out to shake. 

She rose a brow,”John Smith? Really expect me to believe that? I’m not that stupid, you know.” She would’ve preferred to say she wasn’t so ‘thick’ but if the act was to be bought….

The girl smiled, reaching out to shake his hand with a firm grip. “I’m Hope, the pleasure’s all mine.” Then, to add a friendly comment onto that,”I like your bow-tie.”

queenoftheussenterprise:

feadae:

queenoftheconfettiparade:

so i was casually on a day trip with my dad today

nbd

and do you knOW WHAT I SAW??

THREE SIGNS. ALONG THE SAME HIGHWAY. NOT HALF AN HOUR WITHIN THEM.

JENSEN ROAD

TENNANT AVENUE

WATSONVILLE

tumblr i present to you SUPERWHOLOCK IN REAL LIFE

oh and wanna know what it was all near?

THE WINCHESTER MYSTERY HOUSE

im done.

WHERE WAS THIS?! I MUST DRIVE THERE RIGHT NOW

WHO BROUGHT THIS BACK AND HOW

I KNOW WHERE THIS IS I LIVE THERE TOO OMFG THO I’VE SEEN TENNANT AND LAUGHED BUT NEVER NOTICED THE OTHER TWO BUT YEAH WINCHESTER MYSTERY HOUSE I KNO RIGHT?!

trillow:

i don’t think people realise how much time i would spend underwater if i could breathe down there like i would wake up and go straight to the beach or a pool and literally just float underwater and think about everything i can’t imagine anything more peaceful than that

totallytransparent:

Semi Transparent Quartz
Made by Totally Transparent

thnksfrthbttfck:

some lyrics are so accurate i want to write them on my body and paint them on my walls and post them on every social networking site and scream them from the rooftops and get a t shirt with them on it and bathe in them and wow i just like nice lyrics

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The Doctor sat in his cell waiting. He knew the plan and he knew what he was going to do, he just had to find the right time, then he heard one of the creatures speaking, and then an American voice answer. The Doctor jumped up and ran to the door to see a group of humans standing there and he mumbled to himself, “Oh dear…” He knew now he not only had to stop this ship, but also save this group of humans. Well, this should be fun. He thought to himself. 

Hope looked the man over, eyeing him curiously as she walked into the room. Without saying a word, she sat down on the small bed. Next to the stranger. Playing with the watch she’d slipped onto a chain and turned int a necklace. The girl had always fidgeted with it when she was nervously.

“Hm, the least they could do is put some kind of plant in here. Maybe a ficus,” fake American accent still sounded convincing. that was good.

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musicalwanderlust:

Goodbye, my almost lover. (A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover)

dashielovesthedoctor:

sadfries:

theonewhosawitall:

tennanttardisgirl:

forgetfuldonna:

imagine if

after donna died

after her funeral

when everybody was getting ready to leave

a mysterious tall man with a funky bow-tie walked up to her grave and placed a bouquet of forget-me-nots and that was the most anybody ever saw of him

this is not okay

then he stops about three tombstones away from hers and salutes the tombstone of Wilf Noble

STOP THAT