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mattssmiths:

The Eleventh Tribute [1/1] seasons » five.

It’s funny, I tought, if you could hear me, I could hang on, somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up, you’ll have a mum and dad, and you won’t even remember me. Well, you’ll remember me a little. I’ll be a story in your head. But that’s ok. We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know, it was the best: a daft old man, who stole a magic box and ran away.


There’s one life I’ve tried very hard to forget.



chelseanaomi:


oh, hey! look at that!

chelseanaomi:

oh, hey! look at that!



areyoumarriedriver:

Try it. You try it.



"I don’t think he minds."

"I don’t think he minds."


dr-when:

"I know she’ll be in good hands…"


Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever for one moment, accepts it. Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all. Now and then, every once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the wind stands fair, and the Doctor comes to call… everybody lives.


outofmylens:

I got myself a set of fairy lights and I am in love with them. I’m never taking them of the wall.

outofmylens:

I got myself a set of fairy lights and I am in love with them. I’m never taking them of the wall.