Run you clever fandom, and remember her ↱ a farewell to Clara Oswald (and her echos).
“Oh, spoken like a man. You know, you’re the same as all the rest! ‘Sweet little Clara, works at The Rose and Crown, ideas above of her station!’ Well for your information I am not sweet on the inside nor am I… little.”
Okay? Because you keep living, knowing that they’re gone, and you’re still here. What you should be scared of is living knowing that you didn’t do everything you could to keep them here.