“There is an empire living inside of you,
and you don’t like talking about it.
The only view you have left is of what you destroyed,
and you see yourself every time you pull apart the curtains.
Does it ever get lonely
knowing that you are only tall because
you stepped on so many beautiful cities?
Do I want an answer to that?
Don’t you dare tell me I don’t know anything about war.
These poems were born somewhere,
weren’t they?
We are all constantly running away from home
and then wondering why we’re so lost.
Baby, you didn’t just run;
you set everything on fire and then pretended
you didn’t smell the burning.
I can’t believe mouths that turn themselves
into ashtrays so easily.
I can’t believe anything that can come that close to
addiction without fear of getting dirty.
You can keep the matches,
but I’m done chasing wildfires across the country.
Maybe when you are done hating everything
you will realize that you have wounded all that
there was left to love.
Maybe when you are done hating everything,
you will realize that you have only wounded yourself.”

Y.Z, A Roman Catastrophe (via rustyvoices)


i love that normal shippers are like ‘sigh i wish my OTP would just kiss’ 

and then there’s the cherik fandom like ‘hE FINALLY PUNCHED HIM IN THE FACE YESS!1!!’


Poster for Fantasia Music Evolved by Jamie McKiernan


quality of a game of thrones episode: how long does it take for them to get to dany