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I really enjoyed the dream I've just woken up from. So basically, Smithy was a police detective from Victorian London, Arthur Darvill was his assistant, and they were sitting at a table as I pointed accusingly at them showing SarianaJ (https://www.deviantart.com/sarianaj) and CharlieSalvatore (https://www.deviantart.com/charliesalvatore) how Smithy and Co. produced feels. Smithy was wearing a bowler hat. I hate bowler hats. Then in comes Karen Gillan in this long Victorian dress (a red dress), slamming the door behind her and waving her arms about like she owned the place. (I should mention how I'm sitting at the side of the room, and I'm an apprentice to Smithy, but he doesn't care for me much). Then Kazza tu

So my ex gave me a proper death glare when I was on the bus today. Well...several death glares actually. (Yeah, I got rid of him a few weeks ago.) I didn't even do anything. I just told him I'd moved on - that I'd gotten a more serious relationship - when I split up with him. We hadn't even been that close...in that respect...if you know what I'm saying. Basically, it wasn't a relationship based on caring. I can't even feel for him anymore. I saw him, yesterday, going into the guys toilets with a girl. Leave with her. Go back to the toilets with another different girl. Leave again. He shouldn't use girls how he is. It leaves too many scar