GoT + Bball
I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.
Nina LaCour (via gardiest)
In the coffee shop,
she sips her tea and watches
each one of the people coming and going, thinking, yes, my fury could eat all of you, it really could, the barrista boy, the fat woman with the scone, all of you, your warm blood would fill my throat
the flesh from your limbs would be chewed and gnawed the snapping of my teeth would splinter your bones, your pickled livers would be licked and swallowed, and finally, the points of my incisors would cut down into the steaming, warm meat of your hearts. I would wolf you down
in big, chomping bites.
And you would be gone, all of you,
the planet emptier and quiet,
all your busy rushing silenced
while my unquenchable fury
Toby Barlow, Sharp Teeth (via sansastarke)
Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremendously need others to talk about it as well.
Anne Sexton, Self-Portrait In Letters (via perfect)
Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid (via libranta)