photographed by Han Lee de Boer for Factice

And from halfway around the world, he told me he loves me.

"Does the President of the United States not love America?" he asked, to which I reasoned that he wasn’t the executive head of my life. "I guess you could interpret it that way," he conceded. "But I am beyond biased. Out of all the people in this world, there could only be one you, the only person on earth about whom I cannot ascribe a single negative attribute. There are girls in Chicago, tant de filles, but there could never be anyone who talks like you, laughs like you, makes me think like you. I can enumerate all the things that you have taught me for each star in the sky ("Really?" "Well, the afternoon sky," we bantered as was our habit). Right now, if anyone makes me name the most important person in my life, I would name you."

 Ho u s e   S t a r k


Prabal Gurung F/W 2014 RTW backstage.

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AsoIaF Biblical Quotes: The Book of Job 4:10-11 KJB

Re: previous post, I actually might just do both. Since I’m living in Seoul, inter-Asia travels are pretty decent through AirAsia, and I budgeted everything and flights will only come out to be $600 total, which the company will pay for. I’ll only have to foot my own bills for food and accommodations and fun sightseeings. Probably won’t be a Hokkaido resort for the onsen though, since that is exorbitantly expensive…. And I’m pretty sure once December rolls around I will be DYING for that tropical heat, honestly. I’ll just stay with my relatives in Osaka like I did last time and see more of the Kansai area.

Real talk, which of these sounds better: Lounging my December away in a Malaysian tropical paradise bungalow with the emerald sea my only horizon, or lounging my December away in a snow-covered Japanese hotspring? Gotta book the tickets soon!

When we met your sister, she promised she would show you to us. Every day we would ask. Every day she would say, “Soon.” Then she and your brother took us to your nursery and she unveiled the freak. Your head was a bit large. Your arms and legs were a bit small, but no claw. No red eye. No tail between your legs. Just a tiny pink cock. We didn’t try to hide our disappointment. “That’s not a monster,” I told Cersei, “That’s just a baby.” And she said, “He killed my mother.” And she pinched your little cock so hard, I thought she might pull it off. Until your brother made her stop. “It doesn’t matter.” she told us, “Everyone says he will die soon. I hope they’re right. He should not have lived this long.”

“The hard cruel times,” her father said. “We tasted them on the Trident, child, and when Bran fell. You were born in the long summer, sweet one, you’ve never known anything else, but now the winter is truly coming. Remember the sigil of our House, Arya.”

“The direwolf,” she said, thinking of Nymeria. She hugged her knees against her chest, suddenly afraid.

“Let me tell you something about wolves, child. When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.

"He’s willing to sacrifice any of us."
"Not you. You’re the golden son.


"…only one, my entire life."