Marta || 22 years old (holy fuck, I feel old) || poland || more info in case you're interested || doctor who (99%), other fandoms: sherlock, the tudors, downton abbey, upstairs downstairs, bones, fringe, la femme nikita, once upon a time, mifits || life ruined by DW cast and my many other gorgeous people || pulvered || shipping almost all the things || the river song to my amy pond || the rory williams to my river song || the moffat to my brain || the sansa to my hound || the alex kingston to my hair || she showed me how to fly her || you watch us run || the handcuffs to my whip || the irene adler to my whip || the swimming cap to my conditioner || the alex to my matt (out there to hurt me)
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.
She had an item in her possession, one she said her life depended on. She chose to give it up.
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When I was nine years old, I think I wanted to be a brontosaurus.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4acxy973L1qcx7o0o1_500.png)
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↳ 9 characters you love [6/9]: Peter Bishop (Fringe)
When I was nine years old, I think I wanted to be a brontosaurus.
Doctor: During all the years, I’ve been taking care of you, you in return have been taking care of me. (..) One day, I shall come back. Yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye, Susan, goodbye, my dear.
David: Susan? Susan? He knew. He knew you would never leave him.
