Lonely AngelWhen they touch me, something in them dies.More Like This
The real Donna, the one that wasn't concerned about who dated whom and what brand of biscuit went best with tea, but rather who lived, who died, and who went free--she died.
A young waitress on a doomed ship, whose life I had only touched for a few brief hours--she went out like a star, burning brilliantly, outshining all her companions. But, as a star must, she died.
After being thrown by the Weeping Angles in 1969, caring for my weak human body while aliens hunted us, and traveling the world while the Master reigned for a forgotten year--the innocence in Martha died.
And to an entire universe, Rose died.
Everyone dies, and I can never join them. I have lived nearly a thousand years, and I have run the whole time. I have changed my face almost as often as I change the ones who accompany me, my living distractions from haunting memories. Their young minds renew my universe, seeing things in a way I never can see them again. Every world i
Good news!I have hereby appointed myself story critic!More Like This
As such, I give ratings based on how well the story is written, how the characters act, etc. The ratings are as follow:
:iconclapplz: = 1 Clap (Ugh... Worst)
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:iconclapplz: :iconclapplz: :iconclapplz: = 3 Claps (Hmm... Good)
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And I give reasons and final opinions, which are based on my honest thoughts about the story, and compliments on how well-written the story is.
Yvette's Stupid BetI’m here in my room with no internetMore Like This
Only my clarinet and a cassette
I’m starting to regret
Making that stupid bet
With my girl friend Yvette
Who chose to play hard to get
I’ll also regret that we met
Cause she’s starting to become a threat
Looks like I’ll never learn to forgive and forget
But I’m not ready to come out just yet
I have another day before I’m all set
However, it’ll take a while for my computer to reset
Wait… I’m starting to get hot and wet.
I’m actually beginning to sweat
I must not fret, I must not fret
I can’t lose this bet yet.