rose tyler, defender of the earth: the day of the doctor"I hear you. All of you. Jangling around in that dusty old head of yours. I chose this face and form especially for you. It’s from your past. Possibly your future, I always get those two mixed up. I think I’m called.. Rose Tyler. No. Yes. No, sorry. In this form, I’m called Bad Wolf. Are you afraid of the big bad wolf, Doctor?”
This probably sounds like the cherry of top of a very cliched cliche, but I quite like this girl. Yes, at times I want to scream and shout and walk away and cry my guts out, usually over a petty minuscule thing, but in a weird way it makes it feel like it’s all worth it. Because it matters. Which means it’s worth it. Which is always quite a nice feeling to have. This was taken in a photo booth, just because it was there and whilst we were pulling silly faces and trying to look ‘cool’ all I wanted to do was kiss her. Kiss her with all my might and let her know that she’s important to me. So there. I quite like this photo. #end
Complain about London 99.9% of my life but it is god damn pretty sometimes.