Ned to Arya
“This willfulness of yours, the running off, the angry words, the disobedience… at home, these were only the summer games of a child. Here and now, with winter soon upon us, that is a different matter.
It is time to begin growing up.”
“I will,” Arya vowed. She had never loved him so much as she did in that instant. “I can be strong too. I can be as strong as Robb.” He held Needle out to her, hilt first. “Here…” She looked at the sword with wonder in her eyes. For a moment she was afraid to touch it, afraid that if she reached for it it would be snatched away again, but then her father said, “Go on, it’s yours,” and she took it in her hand.
“I can keep it?” she said. “For true?” “For true.” He smiled.
Rick to Carl
That’s why I need you. No more kid stuff. I wish you could have the childhood I had, but that’s not going to happen. People are going to die. I’m gonna die. Mom. There’s no way you can ever be ready for it. I try to be, but I can’t. Best we can do now is avoid it as long as we can, keep one step ahead. I wish I had something better to say, something—something more profound. My father was good like that. But I’m tired son.
Please, take it.
A few weeks ago my japanese class did a gift exchange with our penpal class in japan and their box of stuff came in today. All of the gifts had really cute messages on yellow notes. This one was my favorite..
This nigga is on drugs. I ain’t never seen no one cry like this c’mon son
Dark skinned niggas hold it in for so long.
All they know how to do is fight.
That’s 5 years worth of tears
he cryin like a fuckin anime