I love too many things. Following me will probably annoy you, so I don't recommend it.
I'm batshit and I have an unhealthy fixation on vampires (NOT the sparkly ones), Blair Waldorf's transformative power over my life, Cersei Lannister and her drinking game invention talent, the Troll of Winterfell - Sansa Stark, teens who are wolves (or Derek Hale), incestuous thousand year old vampires who originated their species, the rebels who took down the Capitol, fallen angels masquerading as Shadowhunters, fashion as performance and also as a convenient way to not be naked, dancing like a nerd, being a nerd, shiny things (that aren't vampires), and men I would like to rub myself on.
Fair warning. ;-)
*Jenny Humphrey powers activate!*
Follow my sewing/fashion/design student struggle blog: Sedge and Bee.
Wait. I can’t remember. Is Balon Greyjoy still alive? On the show, I mean.
Me: Gets to the point in Dance where the story converges with Feast
Me: (in a tearful whisper that speaks of great joy) Finally.
i still can’t believe americans don’t call car parks
car parks wtf
is that where you bring your car on weekends so it can play with other cars
NO IT’S WHERE YOU PARK YOUR FUCKING CAR
Almost like an area of land, a lot if you will, for parking cars. A parking lot.
A car park
Liv, talking about Elena
At least someone finally says it after five seasons
Elijah “Long hair don’t care” Mikaelson, bad ass