I'm Justina.
Archaeology student.

I watch a lot of shows but mainly Parks and Recreation, Brooklyn 99 and Game of Thrones. All I do is drink tea and watch Netflix. Currently obsessed with Karmin, Kanye and Delta Rae. Lots of Beyonce as well. Good luck.

He loves me not as a knight loves his queen but as a man loves a woman.

(Source: daenerysjorah)

    Who am I?

    (Source: claraesque)

      filed under: orphan black,


        WATCH IT

          filed under: tw,

          You don’t want to wake the dragon, do you? | He was no dragon, fire can not kill a dragon.

          giveaway | for trgaryen

            How terrible it is to love something that death can touch.

            (Source: freewireless-radio)

              filed under: tw, scallison,

              (Source: leamlchele)

                filed under: katranga, to,

                So am I the Queen?

                (Source: stormborns)

                    filed under: b99,

                    (Source: juvenilius)

                      filed under: katranga, true,




                      why can’t hurricane names be culturally diverse

                      hurricane muhammad

                      hurricane shaniqua 

                      hurricane nguyen 

                      because white people destroy everything.



                        [seductively takes off glasses]

                        wow you’re fucking blurry

                          filed under: gpoy,


                          when i find myself in times of trouble

                          sarah manning comes to me

                          speaking words of wisdom

                          get your shit together ya silly tit

                            filed under: orphan black,

                            “The day my father came to claim me, my mother did not wish for me to go. ‘She is a girl,’ she said, ‘and I do not think that she is yours. I had a thousand other men.’ He tossed his spear at my feet and gave my mother the back of his hand across the face, so she began to weep. ‘Girl or boy, we fight our battles,’ he said, ‘but the gods let us choose our weapons.’ He pointed to the spear, then to my mother’s tears, and I picked up the spear. ‘I told you she was m i n e,’ my father said, and took me.”

                            (Source: msmeminger)

                              filed under: got,

                              He was loving right up until the second he wasn’t.

                              (Source: queensmilitant)

                                filed under: hannibal,