too bad it doesn’t last forever. I could live like that.

my tumblr is satanie.tumblr.com if you want it.

that way if you guys wanna keep touch when I come back you can.

a-monsterous-roar:

A young Cersei Lannister, at her  coronation..

I’ve been debating over it for a while but I think Clemece Poesy is perfect!

Even though I’ll be staying at home, I know that it’s good to instead of forcing myself to go to work like this. I’ll have more time here and I hope it helps me escape. I have paras lined up for a Shae and some others. I will probably make my own little Cersei worlds which will not make any sense, but who cares? I think I make up for it with my witty commentary.

I can’t even talk about it on my own personal tumblr. It’s fucked up, I know. I got into a huge fight and I’m just unstable and I don’t feel like I have an outlet so I’m probably going to be hostile or just very distant.

stark—catelyn:

lannister-queen:

So family comes first eh? How deep does that run? You love your family, family is everything to you. Something, something, Duty? Honor? How far would you go? You have no room to talk, to point a finger, to accuse. I am not the first woman wed to a king in which love never flourished. Love is wasteful in this world Catelyn. It will only bring you down. Advice to you in these desperate times.

Are you asking how far would I go? I’d give my life away if that meant the safety of my children, that’s how far I would go. It is not wasteful, Cersei. You’re the ones who waste it. It’s the best thing that could happen to a being and I’m sorry that you’ve never had anyone that could show you how it feels. Not brotherly love. Real love. And for that I pity you, but then again, pity is not a thing you deserve but your own head on a stick.

And let it bring me down. Because at least I will die knowing that I died because of the love I had for my family. If dying for my family is my duty, then my honour won’t be stained. And that’s another thing you don’t have. Honour.

Oh, I do know love. Love of myself. Love of the children that are blessed with healthy lives and promising futures. 2 beautiful strong songs (both of which are not crippled) and a beautiful daughter in the making of being a princess to Dorne. Although to be quite honest, it was my wish to have a say in her life at least just as Sansa wished she had a say in hers.

stark—catelyn:

There is a thing or two I can say about that same story! I barely knew Ned when I married him, and the same for him. We didn’t love eachother - because we did until he died and I love him very deeply even though he is dead. Something that did not happen to you, did it? You never loved Robert, Robert never loved you. And we both know who he loved. And there’s another thing to it that I can’t tell you because well… Family comes first, and it is related to my family, which is something that is ALWAYS in my mind. Well, not as always in my mind as it might be in yours. Oh, not just your mind! Your vagina needs attention in such a way that even your own blood goes. You’re a desperate, silly woman. I’ll give you a credit for the fact that Jaime is a good-looking man.

So family comes first eh? How deep does that run? You love your family, family is everything to you. Something, something, Duty? Honor? How far would you go? You have no room to talk, to point a finger, to accuse. I am not the first woman wed to a king in which love never flourished. Love is wasteful in this world Catelyn. It will only bring you down. Advice to you in these desperate times.

When the first sentence of a letter looks like it’s going to make the rest awful, I just burn it in a fire and leave it at that.

You do have a wild imagination, I give you that. To concoct some very wild imaginative stories.

Let me tell you a story about a fish that thought it could swim faster than the lion. The story of the wolf who went out to seek another mate, bringing back a shameful cub to his pack. What lives we live and the things that shape us bring is here.

I give you some credit, as you are not as dimwitted as your daughter Sansa. But I’m sure she’ll learn just like I did, just like you did that this world is not meant for us.

Can’t hardly wait to “bask” in the beauty of the world’s most beautiful disaster.