Rickon Stark

@theSamwellTarly We're actually in a snow globe that a little boy named Rickon is playing with. #StWesteros

Sometimes I stare at the back of Osha's head and imagine alien worlds blanketed in trees with split ends. And giant fleas. Girl is dirty.

One cool thing about being dragged around by a girl with a serious frizz problem is the heap of time it gives me to plot world domination.

But really: where the fuck am I, even? Osha, are you baked? This place smells like cat pee. Wildlings blow. Shaggy and I wanna bounce.

I felt a great disturbance in the world, as if millions of chickens suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. #squawk

I met a turnip saleswoman. Said I reminded her of her dead son. I asked if she wanted to be my mom. She was talking to the orphan behind me.

I just made a COOOOL WolfMan action figure out of twigs and rocks. I'm gonna mail it to Robb (on a roided-out pigeon) so he won't forget me!

My goddamn paraplegic brother said "Goodbye, uhm... Jackon?" before I left, and then Hodor shrugged. Fuck my life. Time to drink. Woo! Die.

"FUCK YO' WHACK-ASS RABBITS. INVISI-RICKON ONLY WANT ORGANIC PRODUCE UP IN THIS BITCH," is what I'd say if I wasn't busy plotting my escape.

It's tough masterminding complete and total revenge on society while eating roots and random fungi. Frightful lack of booze doesn't help.

And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there; I'll tell you how I became the prince of being left in the woods starving and ignored.

This is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down...

Another day, another epileptic total-fucking-stranger getting more attention than I've received in the last lifetime. #GameOfTwitching

I'm in a moat, I'm in a moat - everybody look at me 'cause I'm drowning in a moat! Haha, just kidding. I'm starving and cold in some woods.

#drunkwithmydoginthewoods #dogisseriouslydrunk #iamageniusandmydogiscompletelyinebriated #gameofthrones

STOP HOGGIN' THE SAUCE, SHAGGYDOG. One of these *hic* days...POW! Right in the kisser. Aw, you're so cu-*hic* cu-*hic* cute. Fuck.

Y'all needa *hic* unnerstan' that bein' drunk 'n' invisbibbel *hic* iddin't the same as bein' dead. That said... *hic* please kill me now.

@Lady_Sansa Wait. You get name day cards?

@PrincesMyrcella @OshaTheWildling Implying it actually matters to any of you whether I'm alive or dead.

I communicate in short, unexpected bursts, not unlike a child suddenly dashing at you with a pitchfork as you approach the wine cellar.