"Why? Why do you hate yourself? You shouldn't be hating yourself. There is nothing for you to hate yourself. I am not happy with you Clara, and I'm sorry if this sounds rude, but you should be ashamed! You're not broken as I am. You have a good life and you have friends and family. You actually have something to live for and be happy about."
"My parents are dead doctor, my friends gave up on me after months of not knowing where I was, and you have no idea the hell I go through when you're gone!"
"You act like this is all my fault! It's not my fault! You came and traveled with me."He sighs slightly. "I know you've been through a lot and I'm sorry I didn't come quicker..."
"I'm not blaming you doctor. I just want you to see that I'm broken too. You make it sound like you have nothing to live for and it worries me."
He shakes his head. "I don't have anything to live for. Not my home, nor my family. The only thing that makes me sane is my companions."
"Doctor You're scaring me, you almost sound suicidal when you talk like that."
"I-I'm not... I'm fine, I've lived thousands of years and haven't done anything stupid yet."
"You're life is so much harder than mine and yet you have coped so much better..."
"It takes all my willpower to live on...It's hard but it is possible. You just have to keep trying.."
"Doctor, maybe I can help change that, give you a reason I live."
"Is that so?" He looks at her, confused and slightly interested. "What would change this?"
"Love."
"Love?" The Doctor repeats, a bit confused.
"Yes. Love conquers all." Clara states.
"Does it really Clara? Sometimes love can also hurt us...And do things that make you lose someone..."
"True, but without Love there wouldn't be any hope in this world."
The Doctor looks at her and shakes his head. "There are other ways to find hope in this universe. There is culture, beliefs and so on...I'm sorry...It's hard to love something that you're afraid to lose."
"Doctor, You're pissing me off, I am trying to help you!"
"I know I'm making you mad. I can see it in your eyes. But I am telling the truth."
"What you are is a hard ass. I was a fool to think that loving you would fix that!" Clara shouts before running off to her room and slamming the door behind her.
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