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Steven Moffat Doesn’t Understand Grief, and It’s Killing Doctor Who
There’s a popular joke I’ve seen floating around on Tumblr for a while now. It goes like this:
“Joss Whedon, Steven Moffat and George R.R. Martin walk into a bar and everyone you’ve ever loved dies.”
Here’s the problem, though:
SOMEBODY FINALLY FUCKING SAID IT THANK YOU
"But more importantly than that, when you have no death, when nothing truly has weight or scale, when decisions don’t stick and nobody feels the consequences… it’s hard to care about anything. The stakes on the show feel so low at this point that a once addictive program is unengaging, dull and hollow."
A very smart writer of Pacific Rim once said “there are no heroes in a world where heroes can’t die”. And that’s what Doctor Who has lost for me.
Amazing article. Also, spot on.
I’ve never even watched Doctor Who and this strikes home for me. What an incredible article
'I don't want to be someones forever. '
Isn’t that the point though? I don’t want to go through life being someones Saturday night secret. I don’t want to wake up on Sunday morning trying to find the hands that touched me like I would break but are now nowhere to be found. I don’t want to wake up to cold sheets and a note that tells me to lock the door once I leave.
I want to be someones forever. I want three day adventures that we didn’t plan. Coffee shops that have dusty shelves and an old soul. Bottles of wine that we have collected through the years that leave imprints of where we left them. I want to explore their body at 6am, 11am, 9pm. I want cooking dinner to be something magical where we singe our fingers from trying out a new recipe and having those bright eyes stare into me after kissing my fingertips better.
I want. I want. I want.
I want all of it. I want October and our shitty pumpkin carving disaster. I want November and drunken slurs after our Thanksgiving feast. I want December and Christmas Eve while we re-watch terrible made for t.v. holiday movies. I want New Years Eve and the countdown to midnight but knowing it isn’t going to end there.
I never asked you to be my forever. My forever is out there and when they’re ready, they’ll find me, and then I’ll know exactly what home will feel like.
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apparently e.l. james called former child star mara wilson (matilda) a “sad fuck” for critiquing the 50shades books a while ago and now there’s a feud. i love it.
this gives me hope.
mara wilson is also the faceless old woman who lives in your home, so you know she’s got your best interests at heart
Holy shit, Nattie from Mrs Doubtfire has read 50 Shades of Grey. I don’t know who I am anymore.
I’m so afraid of failure (not even afraid, expectant?) I have to psych myself up to do anything tbh
I have a “if it’s not perfect, it’s not worth it” handicap and it’s stopped me from being where I want to be at in life
Meditation has sooo many benefits including helping to reduce cravings and depression. This guide is so helpful for beginners!
Guys, please I need your help. I know this isn’t Disneyland or DisneyWorld. It’s my dream college. I want to go to FIlm school, I want to become a director and it’s been my dream to become one. I have so much passion for film making It’s ridiculous. My dream college is over 1,101 miles away from where I live. At first my mother and I were not on the same perspective. She thought I was crazy and would never make it. However, the college called me and found interest in what I can do! I knew that was my chance, so I spoke to my mother again, and unfortunately she hardly agreed this time either. Then I thought of Tumblr, we got a kid to go to DIsneyland, and heck we got a girl a bird! So why not college? If this can get to over 100k notes she says she’ll get one step closer in letting me attend my dream college! I know this might be asking a lot but please help me show my mom that I can make it and chase after my dreams! One reblog can help so much! xxPlease signal boost this everybody!
It takes two seconds, why wouldn’t I help you?
Congratulations. You’re going to college. Pack your bags!
Sitting in bed, finally put my vch barbell back in. Forgot how much fun it is!
I googled vch barbell. I wish I hadn’t.
Today we’ve got a comic by Edinburgh based comic artist Edward Ross.
As Edward says:
"Like a lot of us, I felt a degree of nervousness about wading into the debate on Scottish independence. My opinion didn’t feel as clear-cut as the voices that take up all the airspace and…