valar morghulis

Anons: I want to talk to you but I’m really nervous! I’d message you but I don’t want to bother you! You seem intimidating!

me: wakes up

They paint us black and make sure to inflict in us the need to color over any type of colorful emotion in another person’s being. Even when we try to break free, they make sure to remind us that we are not good enough to be granted a splash of life’s generosity. Life is bad, they whisper in our ears before we could even tell the difference between its different colors. You have to defend yourself of its twists and turns, they express proudly as if they understood the meaning of our creation. They fail to see that those twists and turns are what makes us alive. They’re what makes us human.

Littlefinger: You can’t prove anything!

sirius black getting so drunk one night that he transformed into padfoot and ate everything that dogs cannot eat and he wakes up the next day and he’s like whAT THE HELL DID I dO and he’s on edge for the next couple of days crying ‘am i going to die’