A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you.

  “Do you know what it is like to be sold, squire? I do. My brother sold me to Khal Drogo for the promise of a golden crown. Well, Drogo crowned him in gold, though not as he had wished, and I…my sun-and-stars made a queen of me, but if he had been a different man, it might have been much otherwise. Do you think I have forgotten how it felt to be afraid?”

94ji:

die jungs

Thursday (21.08.2014)106 notes #exo

Replace every one of the vowels in your URL with O

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ambitiousgurl1:

College is viewed as a necessity, yet priced as a luxury.

Tuesday (19.08.2014)96736 notes #text

gyiyomii:

© soojung-a | 2-50 of Jung Krystal 

xa-2:

Court | Ward Roberts

qsabi:

Marble Floors