songsofwolves:

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

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“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.”

Roman Payne, The Wanderess (via mancerayder)

suicideblonde:

 Irina Shayk photographed by Sebastian Faena for Harper’s Bazaar Australia, May 2013

David Wong, This Book Is Full of Spiders

lobotomyfail:

the-arena-ballerina:

neptunain:

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"

abigalmills:

im not crying there’s just overpriced college education in my eye

The real difference between Gryffindor and Slytherin

14littlejazcicles:

brilliantbucky:

evil-freak:

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

quackenbuschlight:

"how can you drink hot coffee in the middle of summer?"

fire cannot kill a dragon

“I would like to travel the world with you twice. Once, to see the world.
Twice, to see the way you see the world.”

(via underallthis)

dad-rock-davos:

"If you care about your brother you’ll get in this car."

"Which brother?"

"Tyrion."

Cersei keeps pedaling

“The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness’ sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.”

The Great Kamryn  (via cesaray)