I guess I could say a little about myself:
*My name is Maude but everyone calls me Alex (middle name)
*I graduated from UCLA with a B.A. in American Literature which basically means I read all the time. I love it.
*I'm a proud Slytherin, although I only recently discovered that. I like to think I show the softer side of my house! Proof that we're not all mean dark wizards. Friend me on Pottermore, I'm SeerRune9 : )
*I like: fashion, pretty pictures, pretty people, celebrities, pop culture, and nice people
*I dislike: haters, snobs, and generally mean people
General Disclaimer: This tumblr is about 90% Gossip Girl/Leighton Meester and 10% Everything listed below. There will also be plenty of spoilers. Sorry bout it.
Follow me! I'm pretty cool I think. I'm random and silly and I like pretty much everything!
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
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You think this is okay, Cavill?
This. Bad. Bitch.
What is wrong with these people
Guys, the GAC is in SF right now and I swear to the Old Gods and the New, if I don’t find Zak Bagans I will lose my SHIT.
If I give him sons, he may come to love me. She would name them Eddard and Brandon and Rickon, and raise them all to be as valiant as Ser Loras. And to hate Lannisters, too. In Sansa’s dreams, her children looked just like the brothers she had lost. Sometimes there was even a girl who looked like Arya.
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“My mother says the same. She makes a posset for me, herbs and milk and ale, to help make me fertile. I drink it every morning. I told Robb I’m sure to give him twins. An Eddard and a Brandon. He liked that, I think. We … we try most every day, my lady. Sometimes twice or more.”
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I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb.
Sansa, Jeyne, and Jon wishing to name children after Starks. (via jeynewaters)
CAN WE JUST TAKE A MINUTE TO APPRECIATE THESE MOTHERFUCKING BOOKS
these fake ass diaries that were SO WELL WRITTEN that your 10-year-old self was about a million percent convinced that someone’s ratty ass diary survived the sinking of the Titanic and became a national best seller
THEY COVERED FUCKIN EVERYTHING
arya remembered now. i’ll be as strong as robb.
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