WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. WHAT.
I THINK MY ENTIRE LIFE JUST EXPLODED INTO TINY LITTLE PIECES OF EVERYTHING THAT IS GOOD IN THE WORLD.
My childhood. IT ALWAYS LED ME TO THE DOCTOR.
I looked this up a while ago. Apparently the writers were HUGE Doctor Who fans…
…AND THEY BASED TOMMY OFF OF THE DOCTOR.
Think about it…always getting up to strange wonderful adventures, a charismatic & whimsical leading character…
And what did Tommy always have with him?
HIS TRUSTY SCREWDRIVER.
One day we’ll be in a Marvel movie, sitting there as something doesn’t feel right. and as the credits start to roll we’ll know what it is. It will flash up on screen and our hearts will break. “In loving memory of Stan Lee”. There was no cameo in that movie. And there never will be again.
I am honestly so much more content sitting in my room alone at night smiling and crying to myself as I watch my favorite tv shows, than being out in the uncomfortable situation that involves me pretending to be having the good time of my life with boring people, who don’t know a thing about me, who don’t care about me, who do pointless things.