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first of all, i'm not a total psycho

Youngbae biased | Jia's lover | CL is my mistress | V.I.P | blackjack | say a | high skool | inspirit | multifandom mess

Tarantino | war stuff | BoB | Oz | Teen Wolf | actors & actresses | Sherlock | GoT | LoTR | Hannibal | stuff & things

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joshutchersonn:

Some say fate is beyond our command, but I know better. Our destiny is within us. You just have to be brave enough to see it.

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You should, you know. Sherlock Holmes is nothing at all like him. How would you describe me, John? Resourceful? Dynamic? Enigmatic?

thecyberwolf:

Marvel Characters

by Ömer Bahir KABİL

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shewolves:

but don’t get too close.

jesuschristvevo:

i want to blow up my school but i dont want to get in trouble u feel me

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bigbanggifs:

Daesung working out before hitting the stage

Hwangssabu has the best fucking job. I would like to be paid to hold daesungs hips while he does a push up

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godheadcomplex:

if i ever tell you that something is my favorite song dont listen to me im a fucking liar i have more favorite songs than there are babies in china

hzt

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When they had first come to King’s Landing, she used to have bad dreams about getting lost in the castle. Father said the Red Keep was smaller than Winterfell, but in her dreams it had been immense, an endless stone maze with walls that seemed to shift and change behind her. She would find herself wandering down gloomy halls, past faded tapestries, descending endless circular stairs, darting through courtyards or over bridges, her shouts echoing unanswered. In some of the rooms the red stone walls would seem to drip blood, and nowhere could she find a window. Sometimes she would hear her father’s voice, but it was always from a long way off, and no matter how hard she ran after it, it would grow fainter and fainter until it faded to nothing and Arya was alone in the dark.

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