“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”

Sara: English major, writer, clarinetist.

I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.

Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.

(My abroad blog can be found here.)

Wallpaper adapted from here.








saniday: Are all people like this? Like what? So much bigger on the inside? [Doctor Who] Reading “Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood” by Wordsworth, and immediately thought of this bit from “The Doctor’s Wife” when I got to this: Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie                Thy Soul’s immensity; 

saniday:

Are all people like this? Like what? So much bigger on the inside?

[Doctor Who]

Reading “Ode: Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood” by Wordsworth, and immediately thought of this bit from “The Doctor’s Wife” when I got to this:

Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie 

              Thy Soul’s immensity; 




sonicallyscrewed: Reblog if you also think that Rory is pretty. Absolutely.

sonicallyscrewed:

Reblog if you also think that Rory is pretty.

Absolutely.

(Source: winterstarked, via fuckyeahdrwho)




viria: -and the first time you touched my console,you said.. -I said “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever known” I can’t get over it really.

viria:

-and the first time you touched my console,you said..

-I said “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever known”

I can’t get over it really.

(via ancient-amateur)