she is the words that i can’t find
how can the only thing that’s killing me make me feel so alive?
and i couldn’t speak; i couldn’t breathe to save my life
all of my chances swim like sinking ships, this time it’s it—
i’ll drown, or make her mine.
Happy 17th Birthday Maisie Williams! (April 15, 1997)
Her mind was full of darting images. She kept seeing her mother’s face looking down at her, her expression panicked. Kept seeing the Speaking Stars, hearing the voices of the Silent Brothers in her head. Why would there be a block in her mind? Why would a powerful warlock have put it there, and to what purpose? She wondered what memories she might have lost, what experiences she’d had that she couldn’t now recall. Or maybe everything she thought she did remember was a lie…?
omg puppy put ur seatbelt on it’s so unsafe for ur tiny lil body to not have a seatbelt on oh ur so precious i love u
I don’t like that you can either be ugly and smart or pretty and dumb, or ugly and nice or pretty and mean.
make me choose: anonymous asked stydia or
I can’t lose both of them.
I can’t lose both of my parents.