His eyes, I thought, were the color of lakes and skies, and as fathomless as either.
You don’t fuck with Adele
isn’t this exactly what Tyrion Lannister did
All I got from this is that Adele is a Lannister and why isn’t there a fic right NOW about how mean people can’t sit with us.
Me: I should do something with my life
Me: *opens tumblr*
Bon Iver - Blood Bank
You said, ain’t this just like the present
To be showing up like this?
As a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss
And I said I know it well
That secret that we know that we don’t know how to tell
I’m in love with your honor, I’m in love with your cheeks
What’s that noise up the stairs, babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?