Everybody knows everybody dies

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I dreamt of Stars: The straw~

tardisrsexy:

It’s very hard being domestic isn’t it? I live in Sexy’s flat now. She makes me sleep at night. I sleep till I wake up on the bottom bunk, then when I wake up I switch to the top bunk until I can finally get up. Can you cook? I can’t cook. Sexy likes bacon, I think bacon is…

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When I first met the Doctor - a long long time ago - he knew all about me. Think about that. Impressionable young girl and suddenly this man just drops out of the sky. He’s clever and mad and wonderful and… And knows every last thing about her. Imagine what that does to a girl. Trouble is, it’s all back to front. My past is his future. We’re travelling in opposite directions. Every time we meet I know him more, he knows me less. I live for the days when I see him. But I know that every time I do he’ll be one step further away. The day’s coming when I’ll look into that man’s eyes - my Doctor - and he won’t have the faintest idea who I am. And I think it’s going to kill me.

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t0rchwood:

Me and Karen often call him the Moff, bit like the Hoff, but clever and Scottish and pale. He’s a bad but funny dancer, and he has a sort of wonderful pensity to be brilliantly cantankerous about the world, which is one of the things I love about him. He makes me laugh, I hope he keeps fighting for many years to come.

Matt Smith on Steven Moffat

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