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This is a blog. A what? A blog. Does it quack?
I'm Becca. Singer. Actor. Dancer. Photo-taker. Chinese Food Eater. Bargin Hunting Shopper. Dialect Without a "R" Talker. Trashy Tabloid Reader. Broadway Musical Obsesser. NBC Thursday Watcher.
Human Being...er
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Look in the background.
It’s the Doctor.
OH MY GOD.
Just bringing this back.
OMG. It is The Doctor !
THE DOCTOR!!
Shit.
OMFG !!
TEN!
What are you doing there?
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD IT’S HIM
wonderful. absolutely wonderful
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Darla, preach that shit
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“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.”
—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald
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my life.
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[Flash 10 is required to watch video]
MARRY ME. Just right now. Just do it. You know you want to.
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