“I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.”
♦i'm probably sat with a cup of tea right now, complaining about something and fantasising about dragons.
this blog is sometimes
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+the deathly hallows (re-read)
+the great gatsby
+way too many fics
+supernatural s1 (rewatch)
+game of thrones s1
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