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)
Every conversation with you just goes mental. There’s no one else I can talk to. I’ve seen all that stuff up there. The size of it. And I can’t say a word. Aliens and spaceships and things. And I’m the only person on planet Earth who knows they exist.
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.
