what a life i lead

Chicago living

It’s funny to me how often I forget where I live. I forget that I live in this gigantic beautiful city.

The Loop was specifically beautiful tonight. The first time in months the clouds have pulled away to let the buildings shine.

What a weird little life I lead.

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"How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on… when in your heart you begin to understand… there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend… some hurts that go too deep… that have taken hold."

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The Magnar would be coming up that road before the day was done, his Thenns marching behind him with axes and spears in their hands and their bronze-and-leather shields on their backs. Grigg the Goat, Quort, Big Boil, and the rest will be coming as well. And Ygritte. The wildlings had never been his friends, he had not allowed them to be his friends, but her… He could feel the throb of pain where her arrow had gone through the meat and muscle of his thigh. He remembered the old man’s eyes too, and the black blood rushing from his throat as the storm cracked overhead. But he remembered the grotto best of all, the look of her naked in the torchlight, the taste of her mouth when it opened under his. Ygritte, stay away. Go south and raid, go hide in one of those roundtowers you liked so well. You’ll find nothing here but death…”

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Ste + constructing himself around Brendan (part 1)

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luckily there’s no drutter association to fine him for excessive celebration

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Wham Episodes || Season 4