— This is it, Joel. It’s going to be gone soon.
— I know.
— What do we do?
— Enjoy it.
I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms
"I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery, when we can be together all our lives."
Zelda Fitzgerald to Scott Fitzgerald, 1919 (via larmoyante)
to the people who never followed me during game of thrones season?
welcome to the most intense 10 weeks of your life.
[aggressively hums the Game of Thrones theme at you progressively louder over the next month]