Jess. Mid-twenties; married; geek. No one fandom defines me. Be warned: I am a fan of problematic and incestuous ships. For more of an idea about what you're signing up for if you follow me, check out my about me page.
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❛ I wanted to be there for him. But what he wanted was to be alone. He just kept pulling away and pulling away. He made it clear he didn’t want me there. And then it wasn’t clear. And then it didn’t matter why he was acting the way he was. ❜
Do you wanna cry? If not then I suggest you do not click this video. Seriously, don’t click… *sob*
“Here, girl.” Sandor Clegane knelt before her, between her and Joffrey. With a delicacy surprising in such a big man, he dabbed at the blood welling from her broken lip.
