It's not just a show, Doctor Who, it's not just fiction. It's a way of life. A Whovian knows that the world is so strange, so dark, so mad. And so good. A Whovian knows that there's a better way to live your life. You don't just lay down and let things happen. You get up, make a stand. You say 'No!'. A Whovian is as human as human can be. We're indomitable. We're brilliant. We're clever. We're fantastic. And we owe it all to a madman with a little, big, old, new blue box. We owe it all to the Doctor.
"Don't persecute us!" they say,
As the persecute the gay,
The lesbian, the bisexual,
Transgender, the intellectual,
The Darwinist, the scientist,
The agnostic, the atheist,
Those borne of other faiths,
Those born without a faith,
"Don't persecute us!" they say,
as they take our lives away.
Words fail me
It's not easy
To go from being in love to feeling so empty
I guess I quit
That's it
I'm tired of being treated like a piece of s---
Quick and bloodless
Not close to painless
I never thought you'd be the one to end this
A black hole heart
From the start
Seems my destiny to be torn apart
Such a crime
That you were mine
It never occurred that I'd be yours for all time
Before I die
I won't cry
Just know that I think your love wasn't a lie
You didn't know
How to show
And now all that's left is for you to go
Lying here
Full of fear
With all the ringing that is in my ear
It's over
My lover
But I'll still love
For Princess Cadence, My True Love by Kylar-ban-Durzo, literature
Literature
For Princess Cadence, My True Love
I'll be your Shining Armor
You'll be my Cadence
I"ll love you forever
No matter the distance
Always there for you, I'll be
Just like the Doctor and Derpy
I'll be Soarin', You'll be Dash
I'll never call you Rainbow Crash
And when you need me, Rarity
I'll be Spike and set you free
These feelings I can't hold back
Like Cheerilee and Big Mac
Cranky Doodle, lost in life
Matilda rescued him from strife
Just as you were destined to
When you said the words "I do"
We'll be like Mr. and Mrs. Cake
Beautiful children we will make
They'll grow up and we'll grow old
A love story was foretold
Who that it'd be ours to tell
We're under Ca
The time for games is over and done.
I give up, it's over, I'm broken, you've won!
What else can you take from me now can't you see?
You've destroyed who I was, I don't know which me is me.
So Go! Leave me here, in a pool of metaphorical blood.
Someone else will have to fix me, call upon a cleansing flood.
Soon enough your memory will be erased and I won't be such a chump.
Because, you see, my dear, you were nothing but a pot hole and a road bump.
So have a good life, I'll see you soon, I hope you live it well
Because after all you did to me, I guess I'll get to see you in Hell.