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bitter and sweet, tinged with regret

“I’m not ready.”

“I’m not ready.”

It shall be epic!

It shall be epic!

I like to express myself through song lyrics. Really, really obvious song lyrics.

I like to express myself through song lyrics. Really, really obvious song lyrics.

The Doctor: Is there a reason you’re doing this?Canton: I want you to know where you stand.The Doctor: In a cell.Canton: In a perfect cell. Nothing can penetrate these walls. No sound. Not a radio wave. Not the tiniest particle of anything. In here, you’re literally cut off from the rest of the Universe.

The Doctor: Is there a reason you’re doing this?
Canton: I want you to know where you stand.
The Doctor: In a cell.
Canton: In a perfect cell. Nothing can penetrate these walls. No sound. Not a radio wave. Not the tiniest particle of anything. In here, you’re literally cut off from the rest of the Universe.

“So… what kind of doctor are you?”
“Archaeologist.”

“So… what kind of doctor are you?”
“Archaeologist.”

“Smooth as silk, cool as air.”

“Smooth as silk, cool as air.”

“All this has happened before and all this will happen again.”

“All this has happened before and all this will happen again.”