O’ Hodor…. Hold my door! Hodor! O’ Hodor! Please Hold my door! Hodor…Hodor…Hodor…! You spoke only one word… And it carried the hell lot of the world. I, Me, Myself…Autos.. Are you even Vainglorious? How can one not be a narcissist if he was meant so perfect! Perfect with a heart, crystal clear And, a […]
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