wake your mind up

January 8th.(20)
Home: Long Island.
Biology major, yo.
I like puppies & cats.
Looking for big tits, you've come to the wrong place.




you know what’s fucked up?

that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”

well fuck



(Source: vnveiled, via courtneycatozzi)

Game of Thrones: Objects

↳ “Needle”

“It’s just a stupid sword,” she said, aloud this time…
… but it wasn’t.
Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell’s grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan’s stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow’s smile.”

(Source: liarwithleatherjacket, via wind-of-winter)