Still Lives In Sepia Tones — Where Scent, Structure, And Slow Thinking Trace The Contours Of A Modern

I'm cold because when I was kind Remus Lupin was killed.

who knows... ★☆★☆

If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.

italian summer

If you know what we are talking about, congratulations, you need to go to therapy

(the photo is not mine, belonging to @/www.y0urmomsgf.com on tiktok)

Ac: sophithil

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Dear mother moon, celestial mirror,

take my fears, for i cannot bear the any longer.

don't call me, don't write to me, don't look for me because i'm locked up in my room crying for my dear lucerys velaryon, my protégé, my little boy