     ˖ ོ  𝓒𝑎͟𝑠͟𝑠͟𝑖͟𝑎   

her heart was golden, deep as the ocean.

does she want the truth or a polite answer ?

why isn’t she inside her room ? it’s too late and cold .

ㅤ thrones are won with swords not quills. spill blo͟o͟d, not ink. ㅤ

three things that you’ll have that i never did ﹔ a safe home, someone to tell you that they love you, every single day, & someone to fight for you, no matter what.

there were two reasons i was scared to let people in ﹔ the damage they could do and the damage they could find.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ 𝕴n his day there was not a man so admired, so beloved, and so reviled in all 𝑾𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒔. ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

if my brother's dead, i am not alive. if i'm alive, my brother can't be dead.