taylor. twenty+. florida.
"There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do." Anaïs Nin
The Tegan to my Sara.
baby arctic fox tries to eat a man alive
I MUST DEVOUR YOU
Uh not to mention Bruno Mars literally has a song about how much he wants to MURDER one of his exgirlfriends, but you’re right, Taylor’s feelings are tErRifYiNg
"a queen is only a woman after all."
Rhaella had dreamed of her wedding a thousand times, and always she had pictured how her love would stand behind her tall and strong, sweep the cloak of his protection over her shoulders, and tenderly kiss her cheek as he leaned forward to fasten the clasp.
There was no tenderness in her brother’s kiss.
Relations between Aerys and his queen had been strained during the last years of his reign. They slept apart and did their best to avoid each other during the waking hours. But whenever Aerys gave a man to the flames, Queen Rhaella would have a visitor in the night. The day he burned his mace-and-dagger Hand, Jaime and Jon Darry had stood at guard outside her bedchamber whilst the king took his pleasure. “You’re hurting me,” they had heard Rhaella cry through the oaken door. “You’re hurting me.” In some queer way, that had been worse than Lord Chelsted’s screaming. “We are sworn to protect her as well,” Jaime had finally been driven to say. “We are,” Darry allowed, “but not from him.”