NEVERMORE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
NEVERMORE
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.

INTRODUCING IGN’S 2013 GAME OF THE YEAR: The Last of Us

I promise you, it’ll end badly.

sobbing

NO GOD NO WHY

OMG

NO

FAIR

WHY

UGH

I HATE THIS SHOW

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