colchrishadfield: People ask to see stars - my camera does its best in dim light. Our atmosphere glows in the dark.

colchrishadfield: People ask to see stars - my camera does its best in dim light. Our atmosphere glows in the dark.

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Wasp33: There Are Two Types Of Squirrels I Just Laughed So Hard Omfg

Aintborntipycal-Blog: “There’s Nothing Quite Like Doctor Who. It Has A Wonderful Excitement About It. I Always Had Happy Time There And It’s Lovely To Be Around Billie Again, Even Though I See Her All The Time Anyway.” - David For “Tv &Amp;Amp;

Hermahoganysoul: Someday-Itwillbeokay: Yunzi: A Bus Stop With Swings Except The Truth Is Even Better. This Is In Montreal And Every Summer They Put Up A Series Of Musical Swings. If You Look In The Background You Can See More People Swinging Away.

Mariavontraphouse: Rhamphotheca: Underthevastblueseas: Underwater Rivers? A Group Of Amateur Cave Explorers Discovered A River In Mexico With Banks, Trees And Leaves Just Like An Ordinary River, But With An Additional Metric Shit Ton Of “Wtf,”

Joebagofdoughnuts: I Present To You, The Twelfth Doctor….

Arrggghh Bcc Why Don&Amp;Rsquo;T You Like Science Classes During The Summer And Fall?! I Can&Amp;Rsquo;T Take 22 Credits Of Science In One Spring Semester.

Gallifreyburning: Salvatoresextapes-Blog: &Quot;If You Talk To Rose...please Tell Her...tell Her...oh, She Knows.&Quot; He Looked As I Remembered Him Happy Unencumbered With That Insatiable Zeal For Life. As If That Grin Was His Relaxed State. The Only

Gallifreyan-Detective: And Then There’s Eleven:

Adrasteas: I Think There’s A Direct Line From My Nose To My Libido Because Whenever I’m Near A Guy Who Smells Really Good I Immediately Go From Idc To Would Definitely Bang

Demova: Marthajeffersons: A.u. Harry Potter, Where Every Wand Is Substituted By Guns ; Every Magic Broomstick By Vespas ; Quidditch By Urban Fights ; And Fizzing Whizbees, Jelly Slugs, Acid Pops… By Drugs. #Parseltongue Motherfucker Do You Speak

Cloysterbell: And I Wandered Through The House Like A Little Boy, Lost At The Malland An Astronaut Could’ve Seen The Hunger In My Eyes From Space

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