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[daenerys-stormborn]

The Dragons from Season 1 of House of the Dragon

bonus + Sunfyre

[surqrised]

“I over-analyze situations because I’m scared of what will happen if I’m not prepared for it.”

— Turcois Ominek (via resqectable)

[perfeqt]

“And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King (via surqrised)

[lotus-de]

“هذا حزنك وهذه كتفي”

— “Here’s your sorrow, and here’s my shoulder.”

[fiinnpoe-deactivated20210609]

Aurora The Awakened, Nikita Gill

[rangeelas]

Naked : Ft Kalki Koechlin and Ritabhari

[chingonax-deactivated20201106]

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[surqrised]

“I always wanted to be somewhere else, I don’t know why.”

— Hanif Kureishi (via thoughtkick)

[surqrised]

“Because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.”

— Anne Frank (via thoughtkick)

[perfeqt]

“If you’re struggling and your people are just sitting there watching you struggle, they’re not your people.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

[deathbyregret]

all that I ever wanted was to be happy

[perfeqt]

“She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.”

— Starra Neely Blade (via meineluft)

[positivemos]

[deathbyregret]

My perception of relationships and love has drastically changed. My last two relationships have been detrimental to my well being. I just honestly stopped caring. I just don’t know what to expect out of people anymore. I fuck around. Leave people on read. Get ghosted. And I just don’t care. I used to care about these things a lot. Now, it’s like I’m immune to it. Like I’m so numb to the pain of being left behind and abandoned. Like I’m used to being by myself. It’s so sad. This isn’t me. I should care. I should worry. But I don’t. And that saddens me. Who am I?

[perfeqt]

“In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.”

— Nicolas Sparks, Dear John (via meineluft)

[turnnoffyourmind]

[jinxx8]

[jazzafari]