I call him my friend, but in the last year it’s seemed too casual a word for what Gale is to me. A pang of longing shoots through my chest. If only he was with me now! But, of course, I don’t want that. I don’t want him in the arena where he’d be dead in a few days.
My name is not Alayne, it’s Sansa Stark eldest daughter of lord Eddard Stark…Since my father was executed I’ve been a hostage in King’s Landing, a plaything for Joffrey to torture or queen Cersei to torment. They beat me, they humiliated me, they married me to the Imp.
there’s literally no point in teaching girls to be body positive if you only use men’s opinions for validation like “boys like girls with curves” nah get that the fuck out of here
doesn’t like girls or people that aren’t white, makes videos on youtube about it. has the eyes of a murderer.
Ah, I see. He sounds like a right piece of shit.