“I spoke for you! I saved you!”
“Saved me? Three of those riders had already raped me before you saved me, girl. I saw my God’s house burn. There where I had healed men and women, beyond counting. In the streets I saw piles of heads. The head of a baker, who bakes my bread. The head of a young boy that I cured of fever just three moons past. So, tell me again exactly what it was that you saved?”

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merel. eighteen. dutch.
freshman at university.
writer. designer. roleplayer.
Hard shoulder where the chaos lies

i live for the arts and most of all for the written word. i go to more concerts than my wallet agrees with. pop music is evil. my flights of fancy are many and often shortlived. my attention span is non-existant. i do a lot of things, but i excell at none. and that's absolutely fine, as long as i enjoy it.

this blog is and will always be a personal blog. it is random, inconsistent and most of all, it is mine.

harry potter. doctor who. game of thrones. the hunger games. lord of the rings. supernatural. divergent. percy jackson.

clémence poésy. gaspard ulliel.

/ lurking about

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