OMFGFISH

Holy Hell, I was a whiny brat.

I’m so much happier now, it’s kinda scary.

I have always been a person who changes their personality often and quickly. I don’t change drastically, but little bits do change and shift. I’m a different person than I was three months ago. Hell, I’m a different person than I was a single month ago. 

Well, let’s see if I can do this tumblr thing again.

(Source: did-you-kno)

You claim in one place that I have reblogs and likes in one place, but not in another. You never saw fit to inform me that I had gained followers. And ever since the format change you’ve… gotten larger: extra features everywhere. I’m just fine with a bit extra, but you’re becoming a bit too big for my tastes. I… I don’t think this is working for me anymore. You’ve changed too much. Maybe we should take a break. Maybe you should lose a few pounds. Maybe then, we can work something out.

If River is really the Doctor’s wife, this is Breaking Dawn of the Twilight saga all over again.

Bella: “Here, best-friend Jacob (who I happen to have kissed), marry my daughter.”

Amy: “Here, best-friend The Doctor (who I happen to have kissed), marry my daughter.”

I swear to fucking God, Moffat, if you do this to me, if you take my current favorite series and ruin it like that, I will find you. And you will be a very, very unhappy man on that day.

That isn’t what makes Timelords brilliant for me. Yes, they can love. But their love for humans is what a friend feels. To be romantically devoted to someone like a wife or a husband would be (what with River claiming to be 11’s wife) you need to understand your love on a level that a human cannot for a Timelord. The Doctor is beyond ancient. He’s seen the universe a million times over. He has caused wars. He has ended them. He has killed and almost been killed countless times. He’s been trapped in a timelock and escaped it. He has had thousands of adventures and already lived as 10 entirely different people and is currently living as an 11th.

Let me reiterate that last bit, he has been 10 different people. And he holds the memories, the emotions of them all. That is something so far beyond human comprehension, unless you have multiple personality disorder, and even then its doubtful. Try to imagine that: 10 different sets of memories all in one head. So much genius contained in one person. Unless you can understand that feeling, you can’t understand the Doctor on a personal level. And if you can’t truly understand someone, you can’t truly love them.

This is why I hate romantic love in Doctor Who. When you love someone romantically, when you are that vulnerable, you deserve to be understood. And no one can understand the Doctor. He deserves so much more than the human mind can offer. And this is why I hate River and Rose: they claim to understand something so incredibly vast, so beyond the scope of reason. It’s like looking up into the night sky, seeing a few stars and saying you understand how large the universe is, when what we see at night is but a sliver of our own galaxy. Knowing 11 isn’t knowing the Doctor. It isn’t knowing his mind, but rather only knowing what he chooses to show.

And now I will end this because I’m tired, tipsy, and I could ramble about this forever. /rant