26 feb. 2013

"It's just a stupid sword," she said, aloud this time...
... but it wasn't.
Needle was Robb and Bran and Rickon, her mother and her father, even Sansa. Needle was Winterfell's grey walls, and the laughter of its people. Needle was the summer snows, Old Nan's stories, the heart tree with its red leaves and scary face, the warm earthy smell of the glass gardens, the sound of the north wind rattling the shutters of her room. Needle was Jon Snow's smile

24 feb. 2013

Ya fueeeeee me voy a conseguir un laburo solamente para empezar a tatuarme, ah, y comprarme un bajo acústico 

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA
Ok, no me voy a aguantar ni en pedo sin ver la serie hasta que saque el otro libro.

15 feb. 2013

-Boludo, se murió Jon Nieve-
-¿¡ JON NIEVE ?!-
-Si, ¿lo conoces?-
-Si estas todo el día hablando de ese-

JAJA. No, no es gracioso cuando el autor mata a uno de tus personajes favoritos