is it enough to have some love?
small enough to slip inside the cracks?
the pieces don’t fit together so good
with all the breaking and all the gluing back
I want to lose familiarity and feeling.
Become cold and numb and wise. (x)
What the hell are you doing?
Your twin, your shadow, your other half; no longer.
And I'm just trying to take this - this curse... and make something good out of it. Because I have to.
I fought the daleks and I am human.