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.
2009: I can't wait for the next episode!!
2014: God, I hope there's no next episode.
I don’t want to discuss my feelings about last week’s episodes of The Originals and The Vampire Diaries (finally caught up last night), but I do have feelings about them.
And they are neither warm nor fuzzy.
i feel like the tvd fandom is this party that started out an awesome rager but then everyone drank a little too much and got crazy belligerent and then a bunch of people left with alcohol poisoning and now we’re the stragglers who are like okay i know this party is really lame and awful but remember how fun it was why can’t we keep it going i just can’t make myself leave