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part II / part I
It’s a metaphor.
i love marina and the almonds
is it too much to ask to get 100 dollars from every rich person in the world
When we were little, Jaime and I were so much alike that even our lord father could not tell us apart. I could never understand why they treated us so differently. Jaime learned to fight with sword and lance and mace, while I was taught to smile and sing and please. He was heir to Casterly Rock, while I was to be sold to some stranger like a horse, to be ridden whenever my new owner liked, beaten whenever he liked and caste aside in time for a younger filly. Jaime’s lot was to be glory and power, while mine was birth and moonblood.
make me choose: cersei lannister or melisandre of asshai
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you think you’re cool but you’re just room temperature
heelys don’t have brakes bc my swag don’t stop
