in actually kinda emotional over these letters :( like all these ppl kinda suck but theyre all just looking for love :(((

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in actually kinda emotional over these letters :( like all these ppl kinda suck but theyre all just looking for love :(((
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I saw the beginning of the shooter episode of greys
((I can confidently say, that I just saw the worst movie in a sneak preview EVER there are little movies I can even THINK OF THAT WERE WORSE… Than ‘The D Train’.
I know this movie now. And I’ll stand by what I say now: this movie made me cringe, it was insufferable and I really, really hate how it was concipated. The movie was terrible.
I amnot sure if I’ll ever watch a movie in a sneak in my LIFE, that will be worse. UGH.))
also i want a short film role reversal of the birdcage
scarred faces and hearts
She was married young to a man who couldn't care less. Before that, she was promised to a would-be king, who instead married someone else. And it had broken her heart, but none saw the shards, not even Jaime. And there had been a shadow, when she was wed, a swordsman who had not been a child since he was six.
She was married young to a man who couldn't care less, a man who called her the name of his true love on the night they consummated their marriage. And worse yet, this girl, this woman, this black-haired witch -- she seemed to be the love of every man, keeper of every male heart that beat in their breasts. And the shadow was there, too.
And she certainly had some reprieve in her brother, in his caress and his kisses, in the careful stroke of his long fingers over her naked flesh. But in the moments she was alone, in those moments, there was nothing to keep the dark thoughts out. Stoic and still, the scarred soldier was there.
And when she was twenty, she found herself sick during dinner, and Robert had made some snark remark that perhaps his heir was finally on the way. And she ran so fast to her room that Sandor could barely keep up, even on his long legs. She ran so fast that she was nothing but a blur of silk and blonde. She could hear him behind her, the clank of his sword, his breath, and Cersei all but slammed the door in his face.