|Idris. (bluepolicebox) wrote in undertherainbow,|
@ 2011-10-22 22:02:00
|Entry tags:||ninth doctor, tardis|
Where am I going? Have I been there before? After?
I was supposed to be somewhere, and now I am not. But then I already was.
I wish I could keep these things straight. I will keep these things straight, or perhaps I won't.
I do not know if this flesh body is stable.