[snaps head in your direction] DID YOU JUST SAY GAME OF THRONES
[breathes heavily] who are your favorite characters
[narrows eyes] what do you mean you don’t like sansa stark
em nome de todas as vezes que eu só tive assunto pra conversar por causa de guerra dos tronos
Painters hang from suspended wires on the Brooklyn Bridge October 7, 1914 — 31 years after it first opened.
by Charles Simic
Only you understood
How little time we are given,
Not enough to lift a finger.
The voices on the stairs,
Thoughts too quick to pursue,
What do they all matter?
When eternity beckons.
The heavy curtains drawn,
The newspapers unread.
The keys collecting dust.
The flies either…
nada resume tanto minha vida acadêmica
The Great Barrier Reef (via Gary Pepper)
pra lembrar que eu tive um mês de férias e não fui pra praia uma única vez =/
#dear diary: my ordeal continues #cut off from my stalwart brothers; marooned north of the wall with only savages; unable to wash my hair #everywhere i go the wildlings laugh at me; am even more of a joke here than i was at castle black #i know i always say i have no friends (is it my shyness? are they intimdated by my unruly good looks?) #but now even ghost has left - i know not where #wherefore art thou direwolf? tell me why you have abandoned me; white demon; silent friend #(in case you hadnt noticed diary i’ve been trying my hand at poetry a little) #(i do what i can to educate the wildings but they have a habit of throwing food at me when i break into verse) #(philistines)