kingbranstark:

i’d climb mountains 

and swim lakes,

just to follow you home;

but instead i’m locked in this tower, 

waiting for you to come back.

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The old man shook her so hard her teeth rattled. “Shut your mouth and close your eyes, boy.

love isn’t soft,
like those poets say.
love has teeth which bite
and the wounds  n e v e r  c l o s e.

You can’t challenge others, before you challenge yourself.