the eleventh tribute [2/4] relationships.

From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl. I met her in the dalek Asylum, never saw her face and she died. I met her again in Victorian London. And she died, saved my life both times by giving her own. And now she’s back and we’re running together and she’s perfect, perfect in every way for me, except she can’t remember that we have met. Clara. My Clara. Always brave, always funny, always exactly what I need. Perfect. Too perfect. Got used to not knowing and I thought I never would. I was wrong. I know who Clara Oswald is, I know how she came to be in my life and I know what she will always mean. I found out the day we went to Trenzalore.

(via psychoticpingouins)


i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops

(via fictionalheroine)


After a year I’ve finally completed this collection of Harry Potter books. My mum can’t understand why I want two copies of each book but these editions were just too pretty to refuse. I love the effort than has gone into designing these covers and the little details in them. This is how book covers should look!

(via grangerandherbooks)