so you’re telling me there’s an alien who regenerates into a completely random form, that he cannot control or determine himself, and who understandably could take millions of different appearances, but who all 13 times just turned into a different skinny white guy
Cecil Gershwin Palmer, past and present.
I always have way too much fun with his 50’s clothes.
I get so angry looking at Michael Fassbender’s face. like it’s just unbelievably rude to be so attractive. asshole.
me at the family event: well actually gender is just a social construct and only exists as a lubricant for the Capitalist Machine