you know for you I bleed myself dry.
she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood.

cathy. twenty something. a writer. a fashionista. beautiful & different. shy & awkward. i am a sophomore in college, majoring is journalism. i am probably the most awkward person you'll ever meet. i trip myself more in a day then most people do in a year. coffee is one of my many addiction i suffer from. i love to read and write, it's the best kind of therapy. i rather enjoy my rainy days in the country. currently having a unhealthy obsession over george r.r. martin a song of ice and fire series and along with the game of thrones. ( )

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April: What are you going to do now? Are you going to hit me? To show me how much you love me? 

Frank: Don’t worry, I can’t be bothered! You’re not worth the trouble it would take to hit you! You’re not worth the powder it would take to blow you up. You are an empty, empty, hollow shell of a woman. I mean, what the hell are you doing in my house if you hate me so much? Why the hell are you married to me? What the hell are you doing carrying my child? I mean, why didn’t you just get rid of it when you had the chance? Because listen to me, listen to me, I got news for you - I wish to God that you had! 

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stanahotsky:

“And remember this. I’m not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.” “Truly?” I whisper “Truly,” says Cinna. He leans down and kisses me on the forehead. “Good luck, girl on fire”.

stanahotsky:

“And remember this. I’m not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.” “Truly?” I whisper “Truly,” says Cinna. He leans down and kisses me on the forehead. “Good luck, girl on fire”.

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