in a dingy hotel in Norway, I swapped my universe for you
or something along those lines. my pen and tablet still scare me. so have a doodle!
[in which i rant about things not fandom related. feel free to ignore this entirely.]
Rose and I used up all the condoms in this universe. Could you burn up a sun and send us some?
At least I have the TARDIS…
At least I’m getting lai—
If we follow each other you have permission to ask me for my number and text me
This is the Moon.
But imagine for a second that the Moon switched places with other planets. This is what you would see (subject to staying alive, of course):
Bloodstain Pattern Analysis (BPA) - Resource for Crime Writers
well you never know when this might come in handy.
I feel like this would be useful to some of you.