Over a hundered again today. Heat advisories all week. Sounds like a great excuse to just curl up in front of the computer and a fan and not move.

“You dropped her into the sun?”

“Don’t worry, it’s night time, probably not that bad.”

winterinthetardis:

burntlikethesun:

That’s how he does it. That’s how he does it. He makes you fight. He makes you fight. Creeps into your head. Creeps into your head. And whispers. And whispers. Listen. Listen. Just listen. Just listen. That’s him. That’s him. Inside. Inside.