The best way to hide a wolf, to keep people feeling safe, is to make them think it’s just a well trained dog. (x)
PLAY IT, PAUSE IT + [listen] - a collection of sixteen songs that are totally hipster but i jam out to them because they are aWESOME.
i. the day you went away -the rubens // ii. suck it and see - the arctic monkeys // iii. angels - the xx // iv. chocolate - the 1975 // v. haunt - bastille // vi. tighten up - the black keys // vii. dance on our graves - paper route // viii. broken crown - mumford and sons // ix. cigarettes in the theatre - two door cinema club // x. sweater weather - the neighbourhood // xi. stubborn love - the lumineers // xii. super rich kids - frank ocean // xiii. i love it - icona pop // xiv. power & control - marina and the diamonds // xv. born to die - lana del rey // xvi. monster hospital - metric
The camp had become a battlefield. No, a butcher’s den. The flames from the feasting tents reached halfway up the sky. Some of the barracks tents were burning too, and half a hundred silk pavilions. Everywhere swords were singing. And now the rains weep o’er his hall, with not a soul to hear.
“Is that the way of it? A man may have wits, or a bit of meat between his legs, but not both?” Varys tittered. “Perhaps I should be grateful I was cut, then.”
“It had been so long. He was no rider. He was not even a man. He was Lord Ramsay’s creature, lower than a dog, a worm in human skin.”
“Even those who lack a man’s parts may still have a man’s heart, Your Grace”.
