It hasnt flown the seven seas to you
But its on its way
It goes through the hands
Then to someone else
To find you girl
“Old stories are like old friends, she used to say. You have to visit them from time to time.”
This blogs consists of flawless queens.
I live a Sansa Stark & Ginny Weasley appreciation life.
This is not a spoiler free blog.
SORT-OF-HIATUS
