Pretty much sums up my my attitude towards humans right now.
SkyBastards live in Bristol.
Creep, live in Bristol.
Me playing my song ‘Emily’, live in Bristol.
Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. “Course I dream”. I tell her. ”Everybody dreams”. ”But what do you dream about?" she’ll ask. "The same thing everybody dreams about." I tell her. "I dream about where I’m going." She always laughs at that. "But you’re not going anywhere - you’re just wandering about." That’s not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I’m going, where I’ve always been going. Home… the long way round.
This may have given me the feels. What? I have something in my eye…
Malcolm you alliterative fuck….
Might have a SLIGHT man crush on Mr Capaldi… Also, need to binge watch The Thick Of It for the second time this year…