
“When we were little, Jaime and I were so much alike that even our lord father could not tell us apart. Sometimes as a lark we would dress in each other’s clothes and spend a whole day each as the other. Yet even so, when Jaime was given his first sword, there was none for me. ‘What do I get?’ I remember asking. We were so much alike, I could never understand why they treated us so differently. Jaime learned to fight with sword and lance and mace, while I was taught to smile and sing and please.”

Midge was my favorite, too. She was so gutsy and dry-humored, and she kind of took the bohemian shtick with a grain of salt. It really angers me that she was wasted for this afterschool-special sort of story.
(buffy, 2.14) (angel, 2.16)
i’m waiting for anonymous to steal the declaration of independence


davidtennantinplacesheshouldntbe:
So, which sleeping style are you?
The falling leaves are a reflection of my tears.Weekly gardening programme presented by Joss “Buffy The Vampire Slayer etc” Whedon.
All of the plants would die.