I was always glad I said that. It was the only compliment I ever paid him.
That may be a little true…
They are children, Sansa thought. They are silly little girls, even Elinor. They’ve never seen a battle, they’ve never seen a man die, they know nothing. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been before Joffrey cut her fathers head off. Sansa pitied them. Sansa envied them.
do u ever just keep ur hand on ur boob
I was doing it when I read this post and never realised
all the time O.o