8.10 - You forgot the last time. You remembered the fear and you put it into fairy stories. It’s a human superpower, forgetting. If you remembered how things felt, you’d have stopped having wars. And stopped having babies.
friendly reminder than in two months the same Nerd Boys crying over a female doctor will be sobbing when a gay writer exacts his gay revenge in the new star trek series starring mutliple poc (with the lead being the beautiful sonequa martin-green) and at least one openly gay character. please support star trek discovery when it comes out, not for the tears of the male ego (although tbh that will also be amazing) but for the generations of kids that will finally see themselves living their lives and falling in love and leading badass adventures on screen. thank for my ted, goodbye
“See, there’s the thing. I’m the Doctor, but beyond that, I just don’t know. I literally do not know who I am. It’s all untested. Am I funny? Am I sarcastic? Sexy? Right old misery? Life and soul? Right handed? Left handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck?”
“I was dying. To save my own life I changed my body. Every single cell, but… it’s still me.” - The Tenth Doctor (ep: The Christmas Invasion)
When you’re a kid, they tell you it’s all… grow up. Get a job. Get married. Get a house. Have a kid, and that’s it. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It’s so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.