TThis song hits home in a way that is almost too much.

Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.

Here’s lookin’ at you, kid.

This scene, guys — it was perfect. Because who doesn’t need convincing, sometimes? Who doesn’t want tangible proof that someone has chosen them over everything else?

Watch the clock, baby. It’s ticking.

Rayna: I know you’re trying to move on with your life. And I’m trying to move on with my life. But…I love you. That’s just never not been true.

Deacon: Are you trying to kill me? What are you doing? Two hours ago, you were getting on an airplane with Liam — and you told me to get back with Stacey. And you’re telling me this NOW?

Rayna: I love you. That is the truth. And you can do with that what you will, but I needed to let you know. And so I did.

Deacon (softly, steeped in feeling): …hey.

*epic kissing*

Oh, Nashville. I’ll be sobbing in the corner. This was beautiful. Because, sometimes, you just have to say it out loud and see what happens.

Clara: You know who I am.

The Doctor: No, I don’t. I look at you every single day, and I don’t understand a thing about you. Why do I keep running into you?

Clara: Doctor, you invited me. You said —

The Doctor: Before that, I met you at the Dalek asylum. There was a girl in a shipwreck, and she died saving my life. And she was you.

Clara: She really wasn’t.

The Doctor: Before in London, there was a governess who was really a barmaid — and we fought the great intelligence together. She died, and it was my fault. And SHE was YOU.

Clara: You’re scaring me.

The Doctor: What are you, eh? A trick? A trap?

Clara: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

*Clara almost falls off the ledge; the Doctor grabs Clara, hugging her*

Argument over.

“Don’t ever get into a spaceship with a madman. Didn’t anyone ever teach you that?” ~Doctor Who, “Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS”

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Life in a Jar: The Irena Sendler Project

Amazing story.

Well, this just made me cry. Thank you, Irena, for such strength and humanity.

Just read this headline, “Listen Up, Ladies! Here’s What Won’t Make You Ryan Lochte’s Girlfriend.”

My answer? A fully functioning brain. Because damn, that guy is a tool.

The other day, at work, someone said, “It’s basically just a guideline.”

And I nearly said, “So, it’s like the Pirate Code?”