May 12, 2014
"Hello Princess Gwendolyn, I am Tommen Baratheon- King Tommen Baratheon. My Grandfather has told me many stories of you and your family. It is nice to finally meet you."
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"Hello Princess Gwendolyn, I am Tommen Baratheon- King Tommen Baratheon. My Grandfather has told me many stories of you and your family. It is nice to finally meet you."
☆ thewendybirdhasreturned, gloktober, sheisblackwidow, techqueensmoak, wxlters
some things can't be taught. books don't cover how to get over losing a man. no amount of training can prepare you for everything you're going to see in a war. practical experience is what's going to pull your ass out of a firefight without a scratch. you have to know what to do and when to do it, and sometimes the only way you can know is by doing the wrong thing first.
navigating whole foods requires a similar strategy. he's not sure what half of this is -- he suspects that it's not even food -- but he examines the labels, anyways. last week he brought home something that he thinks might've been seaweed, but he's not about to find out. it took two days and a can of febreze to get the smell out of his apartment.
he picks up a can and frowns at it; he's looking for something to use in soup later, but keeps striking out. this looks promising -- but he's not sure.
❝ do you know what this is?❞
Dreans Are Sparking Weird...
Well, this was a nice change of pace from his regular nightmares, Deejay figured. Either that, or he was about to go into ANOTHER, totally different than normal one...it had happened before. Nothing he could do about it though...just take it as it came. For the moment, he was somewhere nice; a silvery beach, miles of coral sand before him, miles behind. A tropical island...a paradise, it seemed. Was this somewhere off District 4? No...it was warmer than that. Strange, but...nice. He paused, hearing something moving through the foliage to his left. Oh...just a girl...huh. "Hey."
"Can I help you?"
"You two have been spending a lot of time together."
"Well yeah.. We're friends and he's my lab partner..." // hi hi!
"Just let me die"
sentence meme
“You’re being dramatic, you’re not going to die. It’s just cramps you silly. —Would chocolate and Midol make you feel better?”
(black eye meme) "Who did you piss off this time?"
”I didn’t piss anyone off that I knew I couldn’t fight back.”