Author: totally kafkaesque

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dcfilms: Margot Robbie by Lorenzo Agius (2016)

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Margot Robbie by Lorenzo Agius (2016)

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aaryastark:

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Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor.

flawlessqueensofthrones: Some days I want to …

flawlessqueensofthrones:

Some days I want to look like a hipster kid, and then other days I want to be prim and proper. I really wish I had, like, seven lives so I could go from being a hipster one day to a punk the next. But that’s the great thing about fashion. In a way, it’s like acting, because you can try on all these different roles.

starkhousesource:

starkhousesource:

You and I won’t find much joy while we’re here, but we can keep others alive. We can defend those who can’t defend themselves.

tomhollsand: “I’m very aware that I haven’t sp…

tomhollsand:

“I’m very aware that I haven’t spent years honing my craft, and that a lot of people would probably like to be in my situation, which is why I don’t take it for granted. It feels like such an insecure industry, and I’m always anxious about it, constantly worrying. Is this going to last? Will I still get work? Will somebody please let me know if I still have a job?”

lady-arryn: It was a dark, primal place, three…

lady-arryn:

It was a dark, primal place, three acres of old forest untouched for ten thousand years as the gloomy castle rose around it. It smelled of moist earth and decay. No redwoods grew here. This was a wood of stubborn sentinel trees armored in grey-green needles, of mighty oaks, of ironwoods as old as the realm itself. Here thick black trunks crowded close together while twisted branches wove a dense canopy overhead and misshappen roots wrestled beneath the soil. This was a place of deep silence and brooding shadows, and the gods who lived here had no names.

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Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor.

Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor.

ladiesofvalyria: “Sansa was a lady at three, …

ladiesofvalyria:

Sansa was a lady at three, always so courteous and eager to please. She loved nothing so well as tales of knightly valor. Men would say she had my look, but she will grow into a woman far more beautiful than I ever was, you can see that. I often sent away her maid so I could brush her hair myself. She had auburn hair, lighter than mine, and so thick and soft… the red in it would catch the light of the torches and shine like copper.”