I dont want a relation where people say they look so cute together. I need a relation where people say, Look how happy they are together
I love the people of the shrapnel. The ones who got struck so deeply, that a peice always remains. They have healed, but they walk around with a constant reminder of their poverty and their need for the Doctor. So they live their lives in constant nearness to His door, always desperate for His care and protection. Ever aware of their poverty and need. These are the weak, who've been made powerful. Their poverty has made them rich...