It’s like the universe screams in your face, “Do you know what I am? How grand I am? How old I am? Can you even comprehend what I am? What are you, compared to me?” I like stained glass windows and dream catchers. Music is not a career, it's a way of life. INFP and a proud wallflower. "My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations." Let's fall through space together. Allons-y.
“the wild regrets and the bloody sweats, none knew so well as i; for he who lives more lives than one, more deaths than one must die.” — oscar wilde.
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god i am going to punch you in the face for tags like that cate
#Do you think when Ten was standing here looking at her #Part of his enormous Time Lord brain was cataloguing #All the things he would be willing to give up #To trade places with his metacrisis self? (gallifreyburning)
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#The rest of his enormous Time Lord brain is cataloguing#her smile #her eyes #the way she turns from and to and from him again like she’s already in love #every tiny movement she makes and every breath #every sound she makes #when her voice catches and when it gives #and the sound of her footsteps walking away from him and toward him all at once. #Because this is his last chance to see her. #Ever. #And even if he were to see her again #it wouldn’t be the same #not in a new body #not with a new him. #so he catalogues every bit of her he can see or hear or feel or sense. #Because she’s the reason he was made the way he was and lived the life he did. #She’s the reason he loved so hard and lost so much. #He doesn’t want to go - he doesn’t want to lose the part of him that is HER. (via lastofthetimeladies)
Reblogging again because of the tags
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Doctor: I just want a mate.
Donna: You just want to mate?
Doctor: I just want a mate!
Donna: You’re not mating with me, sunshine!
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