Cierra Los Ojos Y Piensa En Algo Bonito
|❤️| Una persona solitaria | Directa | No me gustan las mentiras | Amo la música | 🙊
|❤️| Una persona solitaria | Directa | No me gustan las mentiras | Amo la música | 🙊
Lamento boliviano.
Y yo te Amaré, te amaré por siempre!
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For a long moment there was no sound but the wind and the water and the creak of leaf and limb. And then, far far off, beyond the godswood and the haunted towers and the immense stone walls of Harrenhal, from somewhere out in the world, came the long lonely howl of a wolf. Gooseprickles rose on Arya’s skin, and for an instant she felt dizzy. Then, so faintly, it seemed as if she heard her father’s voice. “When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives,” he said.
“But there is no pack,” she whispered to the weirwood. Bran and Rickon were dead, the Lannisters had Sansa, Jon had gone to the Wall. “I’m not even me now, I’m Nan.”
“You are Arya of Winterfell, daughter of the north. You told me you could be strong. You have the wolf blood in you.”
(via fuckyeahgameofthrones)
JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA
Lo siento
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"Estoy cansada. Cansada de luchar por algo que se que nunca voy a conseguir. Cansada de tener esperanzas, de tratar de empezar de cero cada día. Me cansé de intentar. Me cansé. Me rindo."- (via alone-in-madness)
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99% of people would scroll past this. If you’re the 1% who supports love, reblog this…it won’t make your blog ugly..
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