This is me. Deal with it.
|These are my thought, feelings, and photos I like. A random collection of things that represent me.|
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven - W.B. Yeats
Jon Snow walks up to Gendry and says, “You must be Robert Baratheon’s bastard”
and runs off into the wilderness shrieking...