What up what up. The name's Lindsey; Whovian, Potterhead, hopeless romantic, awkward phone message-leaver, chocoholic, occasional wearer of false moustaches. Not single anymore (I know, I'm suprised too). I like to think I'm funny, but that is completely open to interperetation. I often come across as really grumpy, but let me assure you, that's because am. If I am grumpy to you, it's possible that I haven't yet eaten everything in my house yet, I didn't sleep well, or you're just annoying the piss out of me. Aside from that, I'm generally a friendly person who is always willing to be a shoulder to cry on should one be needed. "Blessed be the cracked, for they shall let in the light!" -Groucho Marx Whovians Flailing
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HAS NO ONE NOTICED THIS BEFORE AS;DLIHF I always say eyes remind me of space and no one ever gets it /dead also, a word...
I WANT TO DIE WHILE LOOKING INTO THOSE EYES
Des yeux de nébuleuse. Tellement vrai.
MIND…BLOWN. HIS EYES ARE JUST…NO WORDS!
HOW IS THIS EVEN FUCKING POSSIBLE
awesome! XD always knew that colour was “outta this world”…(yes that was cheesy but i don’t care) XD
HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS ITS A DIMENSION TO ANOTHER UNIVERSE