I’ve always been there. Right from the very beginning. Right from the day he started running.
So I hear Moffat’s erasing my Nine
And it was Trenzalore, it was definitely Trenzalore?
98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well known fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living instead off his monthly state pension of 80 euros.
there’s still good in this world
“There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a
cloud in the sky and he keeps the bad dreams away.
But he lost all his friends and now he is so very lonely.”
how the fuck do i become friends with some of you you guys are cool as fuck