“Winter Came for House Frey” 

But what do you do when there’s this great divide? He just seemed so far away. And what do you do when the distance is too wide? It’s like I don’t know anything. And how do you say, I love you? I love you. I love you. I love you. But we’re a million worlds apart and I don’t know how I would even start. If I could tell her, if I could 

This is mesmerizing to watch.

just-antiyou:

just-antiyou:

dailydaveeddiggs:

sydneyharcourt: Don’t say I never gave you anything…

Dear Lord, please listen to this. This is clearly during the Tonys rehearsal. Even just sitting in the theatre’s seats, not on stage, no acting… Just the HARMONIES…. It’s SO gorgeous.

and this ladies and gentleman is why i want i want stab myself in the leg while listening to this because i want to feel a stronger emotion that what i feel while listening to this cast.

ugh my 9th time reblogging this probably im crying

i miss 2012 when the biggest problem was Gangnam Style being overplayed it was a much simpler time before we knew what 2016 had in store for us

Why 👏 should 👏 a 👏 tiny 👏 island 👏 across👏 the 👏 sea 👏 regulate 👏 the 👏 price👏 of 👏 tea👏

this harry potter and hamilton mashup thread will make your life

windows 8 can suck my dick

From the outside looking in, you would never have known that I harbored such an unyielding and horrible self-hatred. Because while in private I was painfully embarrassed about anything and everything that had to do with my own existence, to the rest of the world I was a cocktail of wild, whimsical, and crazy-the first to talk, the first to laugh, and the last to say anything mean. It was as if my personality had been carefully crafted to fill the holes of other kids who were just as broken as I was. I was quick with my tongue, clever with my thoughts, and reckless with my love. I hated myself, and yet no one would have known it. I wanted nothing more than to be accepted. Yet I was determined to do so from a distance, never letting anyone deep enough into my stuff to see just how fucked up it really was.

Kevin Breel, Boy Meets Depression

speaking from the soul

this one is for the boys with the boomin system

Washington: Why should someone want to harm Jefferson?

Hamilton: Maybe because they met him?

We rise and we fall and we break and we make our mistakes

And if there’s a reason I’m still alive when everyone who loves me has died

I’m willing to wait for it