Close your mouth, kid, you’ll attract flies.
This is a story from long ago, when the great mammoths still roamed our lands. It’s the story of my two brothers and me. When the three of us were young, we were taught that the world is full of magic. The source of this magic is the ever-changing lights that dance across the sky. The shaman woman of our village told us that these lights are the spirits of our ancestors, and that they had the power to make changes in our world. Small things become big. Winter turns to spring. One thing always changes into another.
IF I LAY HERE
IF I JUST LAY HERE
WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME AND
JUST FORGET THE WORLD
the last of us poster for otakuthon 2013
(ノ ・∀・)ノ .:*・°☆
marceline more like wing-man-celine
When they were little!!!
"Finn, sometimes you want someone and you want to kiss them and be with them, but you can’t because responsibility demands sacrifice."