Pixie dust and happy thoughs...




Pixie dust

Beatrice. Twenty-something italian shopaholic and makeup addicted. Likes pink and sparkling things. Pretty Angels of the Lord and tv shows. And men that kill dragons in dress blues.

❒ single ❒ taken ✔ weren't the Gauls fucking bad enough?

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araiyashiki:

Scarlet Dust.



Rest in Peace Oberyn Martell

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Awhile ago, I was in this kind of psych ward and there was this guy, Leonard. All the time I knew him,all he ever said were these numbers. “4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42”. Over and over and over again.

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❝He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest❞
(W. H. Auden - Funeral Blues (via coyotegold)

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blurrymelancholy:

A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really… “Do the stars gaze back?” Now that’s a question. 


We must find Prince Oberyn before he kills somebody… or several somebodies.

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