Me: I am in depression
Person: Why? Did something happen to a member of your family?
Me: No! I just hate not being able to meet Sarah J. Maas.
Sarah J. Maas breaking my heart.
that scene where she just keeps checking the clock and time passes and he doesnt come back. im not gonan get that out of my head in 345453 years
So I’m reading the assassin’s blade right now for the first time and I’m at THAT part and I feel like I’m dying!!! I’m crying so much! Like I can’t breathe! It hurts!!
So it’s the next morning after writing that… I’m still crying over him and I have been all morning! I was up until 3am last night SOBBING!!
Update on my mental state it is currently 4pm and I am still crying over Sam and it wont stop and I don’t know what to so I’m going to make Sam Cortland Playlist and cry so yeah that should be fun.
also just some random news I have been borrowing my aunts copies of the books so I can read them but the other day I ordered the boxset and it should be here by the end of the day so… I’m exited for that.
This part always gets me because we see how Sam didn’t give a fuck about soaps or anything else,
all he cared about was loving Celaena and being with her the rest of his life and loving each other and being happy…. 😭
I hope Sam is eating chocolate cake in heaven now. I hope he’s happy
Aka Empire of Storms and The Assassin and the Empire..
Sam: we have all the time in the world
Rowan smells like Terrasen.
Her mate smells like her home.
I AM NOT OKAY.
This utterly broke me because we never, never see her show her fear. 😔😭
Damn it there’s that line again. “Everything has a price.”
Ha ha! I’d probably feel the same.
“The stag’s enormous head turned slightly—toward the wagon, toward the small window.
The Lord of the North.
So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home, she’d once told Ansel as they lay under a blanket of stars and traced the constellation of the stag.
So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are, and know Terrasen is forever with them.” -The Assassin and the Empire, Sarah J Maas
I like to believe that he holds the sun between his horns and his horns are made of wax and keep reforming and reshaping. Because I’m a sappy whimsical person like that. I was more focused on the background and environment more than our pretty stag lord. But he’s so soft and pretty, I wanna pet him.
Welp, if I’m not mistaken, this is where my heart shall shatter. 😅
Sam isn’t at the apartment