LOOK UPON MY WORKS, YE MIGHTY, AND DESPAIR!

 It’s wrong and it was eating me up, it was going to kill me. And I kept asking myself all the time, how did I buy into this shit? It was because I was pissed off, and nothing I ever did ever took that feeling away. I killed two guys, Danny, I killed them. And it didn’t make me feel any different. It just got me more lost and I’m tired of being pissed off, Danny. I’m just tired of it.

Game of Thrones: A summary

Basically. Along with basically everyone else, I’m upset about what Jaime’s character turned into here after becoming such a great character in the last season. He was my favourite character but, like, probably not now like.

 ”It’s like this: you wake and watch TV, get in your car and listen to the radio you go to your little jobs or little school, but you don’t hear about that on the 6 o’clock news, why? ‘Cause nothing is really happening, and you go home and watch some more TV and maybe it’s a fun night and you go out and watch a movie. I mean it’s got so bad that half the people on TV, inside the TV, they’re watching TV. What are these people watching, people like me?”

Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They’re always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
J.D. Salinger, “Teddy” (via theworldisendingletsreadabook)