Brienne curled up beneath her cloak, with Podrick yawning at her side. I was not always wary, she might have shouted down at Crabb. When I was a little girl I believed that all men were as noble as my father. Even the men who told her what a pretty girl she was, how tall and bright and clever, how graceful when she danced. It was Septa Roelle who ahd lifted the scales from her eyes. “They only say those things to win your lord father’s favor,” the woman had said. “You’ll find truth in your looking class, not on the tongues of men.” It was a harsh lesson, one that left her weeping, but it had stood her in good stead at Harrenhal when Ser Hyle and his friends had played their game. A maid has to be mistrustful in this world, or she will not be a maid for long, she was thinking, as the rain began to fall.
it is my greatest wish to time travel to the future and watch historically inaccurate period dramas about the early 2000s
some thoughts are so private that you only share them with a therapist or 17,000 people on the internet
You’ll have your family back. You won’t need your imaginary friend anymore.
never give up on your dreams
there’s a budget crisis when it comes to education and welfare, but don’t worry, we always have money to spare for war
Shut up, Seamus.
Bromeo, oh Bromeo
I love you.. No homeo