theredbookofwesteros:

quinnfabary:

I think my dad heard me crying cause he just cracked open my door and slid a piece of cake on the floor into my room

 

(Source: potter-weasley)

I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.
C. JoyBell C. (via kushandwizdom)