Well, you found me. Congratulations. Was it worth it?

askinsanewheatley:

I’m the laughingstock of all the Wheatleys, flopping their precious bloody peens around and inside of everything.

verajuarez:

Doctor Who Meme

9/10 episodes - School Reunion

And you could be with him throughout eternity. Young, fresh, never wither, never age, never die. Their lives are so fleeting. So many goodbyes. How lonely you must be, Doctor.”

bonkalore:

Oh look there was a giant Wonder’s wheatley… even though there is nothing around him… I guess we can kind of tell by his position?… fffff doop. this was a while ago I’m sorry i never posted it hhhhgjkga

bonkalore:

Oh look there was a giant Wonder’s wheatley… even though there is nothing around him… I guess we can kind of tell by his position?… fffff doop. this was a while ago I’m sorry i never posted it hhhhgjkga

youroldpalwheatley:

What if gravity stops working and I fall?? No, wait, it would be the other way around wouldn’t it… what if gravity starts working even stronger and I fall? Nono that’s, that’s ridiculous. Gravity’s gonna stay the same just like it always has. Reliable, that’s what it is. You can always rely on gravity to, uh, be there. Bringing you down. Not always in a bad way! Sometimes it, y’know, keeps you from crashing onto the lunar surface.

That’s still a long way down though. How about… um, how about I just keep my eye closed? For the rest of my life? Yes, that sounds like a plan.



You gotta feel for huskies living in tropic zones.

You gotta feel for huskies living in tropic zones.

amy-pond-a-pirate-queen:

Amazing, though, don’t you think? The Star Whale.

“Donna. Oh, Donna Noble. I am so sorry. But we had the best of times. The best. Goodbye.”

suckerforsciencefiction:

imdoingthisforrmyhorse:

healthyprettythings:


The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.
Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

“A cryptozoologist has suggested that the 52-Hertz whale could even be lonelier than we realize, a hybrid between two different species of whale, or the last survivor of an unidentified species, plying the oceans in a doomed search for another of its kind, singing its broken song.”


I thought I was lonely.

suckerforsciencefiction:

imdoingthisforrmyhorse:

healthyprettythings:


The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Just imagine that massive mammal, floating alone and singing—too big to connect with any of the beings it passes, feeling paradoxically small in the vast stretches of empty, open ocean.

A cryptozoologist has suggested that the 52-Hertz whale could even be lonelier than we realize, a hybrid between two different species of whale, or the last survivor of an unidentified species, plying the oceans in a doomed search for another of its kind, singing its broken song.”

I thought I was lonely.

alltheselokifeels:

mor-iarty:

Just noticed this in A Scandal in Belgravia, during the Christmas party when Sherlock is deducing the present in Molly’s bag for her ‘boyfriend’ and John knows straight away it’s for Sherlock and looks really sad for her.

this bit was so sad
#molly feels

alltheselokifeels:

mor-iarty:

Just noticed this in A Scandal in Belgravia, during the Christmas party when Sherlock is deducing the present in Molly’s bag for her ‘boyfriend’ and John knows straight away it’s for Sherlock and looks really sad for her.

this bit was so sad

#molly feels

pawprintisle:

THSI IS THE RUDEST THING I’VE EVER READ IN MY LIFE POOR MAGIKARP

pawprintisle:

THSI IS THE RUDEST THING I’VE EVER READ IN MY LIFE POOR MAGIKARP

GLaDOS first game

I also feel like she was trying to do reverse reverse psychology, meaning I feel like she just wanted her to destroy the cores so she could be free from them- but then near the end, like when she started swaying a ton more, I think she was just panicking cause like- who really wants to die? so ye two more sets 

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