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jennie; american. anglophile. can no longer watch an episode of doctor who without having a mental breakdown. likes way too many things and has a complete lack of focus and discipline. completely in love with matt smith and david tennant. adores comic reliefs. cries over shoes, arms, and hair more than the average person. has an unreasonable attraction to a cyberplanner named mr. clever. is way behind the curve.
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_{shouldn’t we say goodbye? won’t they wonder where we went?}

_{for the rest of their lives. oh, the songs they’ll write.}

_{eleven being cute while trying to sing along without knowing the words}

There were days—there were many days—these words could burn stars… and raise up empires… and topple gods. // But there was a time—there were years—when I couldn’t live without you.

That’s okay. We’re all stories in the end.

Thanks Matt, for everything.

The Storm. The Beast. The Valeyard.

Even if I change, it feels like dying. Everything I am dies. Some new man goes sauntering away…and I’m dead