There are ghosts in Winterfell.
Just wrote this poem last night. You know that feeling when you fall asleep in the day and when you wake up, it’s already dark? Not sure why but it always makes me feel melancholy. Anyway, I hope you like it… it’s the first poem I have written in a really long time (hence the first line.) I’ve been so busy getting ready for the September launch of my new book Lullabies. Hopefully, there will be more new poems soon… A thousand kisses to you all! xo Lang
This gif sums up my life
I love you, when I upset you it feels like crushing a flower, I want you to be the happiest person ever. Sorry I got my sad over you. x_x
waking up cold: alright I need more blankies
waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.
hey guys remember when you played brawl with friends and then this item would spawn in
and then fun times would immediately turn into either the feeling of unspeakable fear or the sensation of having overwhelming power in your hands
STOP IM DELETING MY BLOG THIS SHIT IS TOO FUCKING META
The God of love lives in the state of need
"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around