
And my father. My lord father. Should I scream and tear my hair? They said Catelyn Stark had clawed her own face to bloody ribbons when the Freys slew her precious Robb. Would you like that, Father? she wanted to ask him. Or would you want me to be strong?
wearesorryfortheinconvenience:
wearesorryfortheinconvenience:
my friend is CONVINCED he is the one who brought on post limit. a few years ago he was reblogging a single picture as fast as he could as many times as he could and then the server crashed and ever since then people started hitting a post limit
its his fault we go through this
if you where wondering this is the image
bUT IDK MAN I THINK THERE IS PLENTY OF FUCKIN REASON TO BE UPSET

He is as frightened as I am, Sansa realized. Perhaps that should have made her feel more kindly toward him, but it did not. All she felt was pity, and pity was death to desire.
until I have seen your face you look like your icon
so i was on someone’s blog just looking at it anD
THIS IS GETTING A LIL OUTTA HAND GUYS
that is obviously a quality blog
