‘Deep beneath an ancient shadow/Stunned with age and too much wisdom/Reclined in glass, with eyes to steep/Relentless dimensions of quadraphonic sleep/Dwelt the wild grinning cyclopean pagan/Screaming destruction in sheer dazzling raiment/A thunderbolt master a ‘lecronic’ savior/A gold galactic raver, the Futuristic Dragon/Yes, and I do mean yes’
‘[It’s] the tracks of my tears. Time travel is damage, it’s like a tear in the fabric of reality. That is the scar tissue of my journey through the universe. My path through time and space. From Gallifrey to Trenzalore. My own personal time tunnel.’
(Source: walkingonfire)
‘He’s drunk, he tastes like candy, he’s so beautiful. He’s so deep, like dirty water, god, he’s awful.’
(Source: imsoodelicious)
‘Smith and Weston Jr. was a son of a gun. He pressed his nose up to my head. I was sweating bullets, but I dodged the one that was not as much sweat as was lead.’
