Her hair was a mane of jet-black ringlets that fell to the small of her back, and around her brow was a band of copper suns. Where the Sand Snakes were tall, Arianne took after her mother, who stood but five foot two. She is still a little thing, the captain thought. Yet beneath her jewelled girdle and loose layers of flowing purple silk and yellow samite she had a woman’s body, lush and roundly curved.
*happy birthday m
Irina Shayk photographed by Sebastian Faena for Harper’s Bazaar Australia, May 2013
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”
"a career" "financial security" "a sex life" "tuition for grad school" "alcohol" "a nap" "socks would be nice"
"someone to love me" "friends" "Independence" "My childhood back" "another great trilogy like lord of the rings"
im not crying there’s just overpriced college education in my eye
Gryffindor : Mate, I would die for you
Slytherin : I will kill for you, bro. Just give me the word, the bitch is dead
Ravenclaw: I’ll find a way we both can survive
Hufflepuff: I’ll die with you
My house identity is further confirmed
"how can you drink hot coffee in the middle of summer?"
fire cannot kill a dragon
"If you care about your brother you’ll get in this car."
Cersei keeps pedaling