I hid these creepers around the house in honor of the Ponds untimely demise tonight. Don’t turn your back, don’t look away, and don’t blink.
WHAT NO DO NOT WANT EVER NOOOOOO
Garyne, be thankful you don’t live with me,
The image of an angel, becomes itself an angel.
YOU ARE HORRIBLE
This would be awesome if I lived in a house of Whovians. Which I do not.