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Drown yourself in fanfics.
—  A temporary pain reliever.
  • Me:*is friends with boy*
  • Classmate:So what's between you two.
  • Friends:So what's between you two.
  • Teachers:So what's between you two.
  • Parents:So what's between you two.
  • World:So what's between you two.
  • Universe:So what's between you two.

there is nothing more tragic than falling in love with a video game character

How much do you know about fear?” – Skyfall (2012)

Painting from my cinema-inspired solo show, which opened June 7th at NYC’s Bottleneck Gallery! Limited edition prints available here, hand-signed and numbered, and as always part of the proceeds go to Partners in Health.

(Y’know this Golden Dragon Casino… doesn’t actually… exist… I was really sad… I wanted to visit the pretty floating building…)

It’s possible that every sound that
has ever been
might still be present
to the extent that in radiation we have found a
ghost of an echo that could be
the last note of the universe’s birth
held for an eternity

so every word you say will always
exist
and every flower that wilts will have already
changed how the wind sings and every time
you tell someone “i love you,” it enters
the universe and continues forever
so gunshots and cymbals and kissing your best friend
all rebound in our lives no matter how much we try to
wash our palms of them

but what happens to the things
we don’t say
like every time he got in the car and you
didn’t beg him to come home or
when she danced in the rain and you
didn’t tell her that you had fallen in love
or when the inside of your palms had become
too heavy to hold but you couldn’t cry out for help
lest you hear your own words
echo

what happens to the whispers we forget
to voice what happens to the lovers who wait
in the silence for things that our tongues
cannot find the strength to carry but
our hearts mean more than our
bodies can explain i mean can you still
hear the way i love you because
goddamn sound energy is just vibration
and you make me feel an explosion
in every nerve ending
but every sound we emit exists
for an eternity
so how could i tell you and let it
ruin
everything.

— 

"I really really felt like I should’ve talked to this guy, but I didn’t and now I’m regretting it.” /// r.i.d

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Behind the Scenes of The End of Time - Photoset Part Two

The other End of Time sets in this series are here [1]

Excerpts from Benjamin Cook’s article in DWM #417

Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Today is history.  It’s David Tennant’s last day filming Doctor Who.  Yes, ever!  We’re at Upper Boat to watch David record his very last shot:  jumping through the hatch of the Hesperus, again, but this time suspended from a wire and against green screen.  At present he’s stood in the middle of the studio with his trousers around his ankles, black boxers on show, so that stunt coordinator Lee Sheward can fit on David’s harness.  No-one could have imagined that this is how the Tenth Doctor’s era would end.

"He’s horizontal," explains Euros, as David is winched skywards, "then falls horizontal, then he’s leaning towards us…"

"I’m like an un-cool Spider-Man," muses David.

David is almost hanging upside down.  ”How difficult is it for you to have your head lower than your feet?” wonders Euros.

"Exactly the same as my first day on the job," smiles David.

"Can we lower him by a foot-and-a-half?" asks Euros.  "On this one, David, if there’s a little more movement from you…"

This is taking ages.  Take after take after take.  After each one, Euros says, “One more, please.”  Until the take when he doesn’t…

At 6:49pm, on 20 May 2009, David Tennant films his final shot.  It’s slate number 999.  ”Dial for a Doctor,” sniffs Julie, sadly.

"Am I free?" asks David.  "Can I walk away?"

And he’s gone.  Oh.  Is that it?!

Apparently not.  The shot was in the can ages ago, but Euros and Pete are stalling, while the Any Effects team frantically heap pink confetti into a cannon.  Right.  They’re ready.  David is called back on set.  ”Let’s make him think we’re just getting him back for a green-screen reference,” says Pete.

"As if he’ll believe that," says Russell.

David returns.  He’s still in costume.  Pete announces:  ”Ladies and gentlemen, you’ll be very sorry to hear, that’s a golden wrap on David Tennant, the Tenth Doctor.”  BOOM!  An almighty bang, and confetti fills the air.  The biggest round of applause.

"I’ve changed my mind," says David.  "I’m going to stay on after all.  Is it too late?"  And then:  "I’m not going to make a speech, am I?"

Almost a hundred tearful, joyful, expectant faces stare back at him.  ”Oh, stop it,” David tells himself, as he struggles to fight back the tears.  ”This is ridiculous.”  He picks confetti out of his hair, and composes himself just about long enough to say:  ”I’m very proud of everything we’ve done, and thank you all very, very much.”

The rest of the behind-the-scenes photosets are available here

rule number 1 of the Danny Phantom Phandom

you are not allowed to use “F”s, the letter no longer exists. it is DEAD TO YOU. THAT IS THE CONTRACT YOU SIGNED IN SELLING YOUR SOUL TO THIS SHOW YOU HAVE AGREED TO RENOUNCE THE LETTER “F” AND INSTEAD MUST USE “PH” IN EVERY AVAILABLE SCENARIO.

sorry I don’t make the rules.

have a phantastic day.

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Have you ever been in a genocide? I have.