When everyone was shouting King in the North, King in the North, I told myself… swore to myself… that I would be a good king, as honorable as Father, strong, just, loyal to my friends and brave when I faced my enemies… now I can’t even tell one from the other. How did it all get so confused?
To believe in a universe as young as six or seven thousand years old is to extinguish the light from most of the galaxy. Not to mention, the light from all the hundred billion other galaxies in the observable universe.
sliced bread is the greatest thing since betty white
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I’d be such a good girlfriend you’re all missing out
Someone just fucking drew Gandalf in a suede chair, nbd.
or someone has the weirdest ass ever