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ââ quotes i found on pinterest sentence starters pt. one ââ
â iâve polished this anger and now itâs a knife. âÂ
â iâm fine, iâve had worse. â
â death too must be earned. â
â how do you destroy a monster without becoming one ? â
â am i a bad person ? â
â family isnât who youâre born with, itâs who youâd die for. âÂ
â are you flirting or starting a fight ? â
â iâll survive, somehow i always do. â
â um.. thatâs my emotional support knife collection. â
â tell me; would you kill to save a life ? â
â i am someone who did not die when they should of. â
â iâve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. iâm good at anger. â
â you canât protect everyone ! â
â i have to try. â
â turn the pain into power. âÂ
â what doesnât kill me better run. â
â are monster born or created ? â
â chin up kid, theyâd kill to see you fall. â
â if he puts his hands on you, cut them off. â
â i could keep you safe. theyâre all afraid of me. â
â donât play games with me. donât ever think youâre capable of that. â
â the question isnât who is going to let me; itâs who is going to stop me. â
â something had made your eyes go cold. â
â you havenât even seen my bad side yet. â
â everybody knows that iâm a mess. â
â iâm sorry i let you down. â
â well, if it isnât the feeling i was trying to avoid. â
â you are not your father. â
â even on your bad days, be kind. â
â you donât want me and i need to accept that. â
â stay gentle. everyone is at war. â
â the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths. â
â i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ? â
â always be a little kinder than necessary. â
â kind words cost nothing. â
â i am being perfectly fucking civil. â
â weâll never be those kids again. â
â iâm the original family disappointment. â
â if karma doesnât hit you, i fucking will. â
â if you canât be happy, at least you can be drunk. â
â you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but iâm here. â
â guess youâll just have to fight me. â
â i never asked to be like this. â
â wow. youâre a dick. â
fuck moffat
me and the homies hate moffat
How did I do? Was I okay? This wasnât a test, Clara. I know! But..
You can spend the rest of your life with me, but I canât spend the rest of mine with you. I have to live on. Alone. Thatâs the curse of the Time Lords.
â© createsendingsâ.Â
amyâs ears perk at the sound of his voice, but she does her best to suppress itâ- she canât allow him to notice that she actually kind of MISSED him, after all. so she refuses to turn her head, the headrest of the big velvet armchair she plopped down in earlier being the only thing standing between them.
her lips purse tightly before she parts them to respond coldly. â yeahââ we should. â Â
the harshness in her tone strikes a wake up call in him ; waves of guilt engulf his countenance. his avid intent on trying to suppress and avoid coming to terms with the loss of rory and having to face amy again has finally caught up to him. heâs spent far too long running awayâhowever for some reason, unbeknownst to him, he cannot run from her. it is always amelia pond.   â   i know ... erm ...   â a pause,   â   amy, i know youâre upset with me.   â   so ignorant of him to sayâdangerous, even.
 i know iâm late. please forgive me.
â© allonsysâ.
   â so, tell me: why bow ties ? now donât get me wrong, i like bow ties â theyâre very, ah, nice â i just thought, weeeeeeellllll âŠÂ i just thought our dress sense would improve. and that tweed is a little ââ sorry,  am i being rude ? âcause i meant no offense. cross my hearts. â
  unbelievable. the gall! there were much more pressing matters to tend to, yet it is always the incessant commentary of his dress. eyebrows lift in tandem with the smirk that tugs at his lips. his fingers gently caress the garment around his neck before his composure hardens. his hands fall to his side.  â because theyâre cool,  â  he explains nonchalantly,   â  of course, you would know that if you ever decided to step outside of your comfort zone every once in a thousand years. i believe itâs called  making a statement.  â
also. writing dr who show bad
now that iâm back...
stop pretending like the dr is a good person
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 â  amy,   â   he affirms, albeit the way he holds himself might translate differently. laughable ; as a man whose demeanor acclaimed to be one of the most mighty â his display of cowardice is pitiful. a sheer mask to wear for those foolish enough to believe it.  â  i need â we should talk.   â  Â
HEY NERRRDD
THAT IS MY BABY!!Â
Had you once sent your companions out on VERY espionage missions once before?
 â  i donât know if i would call it that. you could call it a multitude of things, but that is NOT one of them.  â  Â
Are you HatesEndings on twitter?
  â  worse.   â  Â
When are u coming back... Lol
  â   ah? well â you know me. bit forwards, backwards. perhaps a little in-between. space - time continuum and all of that.  â   head teeters from side to side; a rather unsteady answer to such a simple question. he shrugs.  â   ... whenever i want to, i suppose is the most appropriate answer.  â  Â
Did you just shush me?