We're all stories in the end.
Merve, 16, Turkey. Whovian, Sherlocked, Potterhead. Likes reading, writing, painting and windsurfing. A little bit nerd and a high-functioning sociopath. Also, in love with an impossible man.
I don’t know where I am. I just know I’m running. Sometimes it’s like I’ve lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I’m born, I live, I die. And always there’s the Doctor. Always I’m running to save the Doctor. Again and again and again. And he hardly ever hears me, but I’ve always been there. Right from the very beginning. Right from the day he started running.
TOMORROW IS THE 23RD OF NOVEMBER ISN’T IT?
Day of the Moon // The Name Of The Doctor
In which the Doctor learns about love from his father-in-law
