I came from Lorien to this planet years ago. I went to Narnia, I defeated the Galactic Empire, I fought in the Hunger Games, I defeated Kronos, I defeated Voldemort, I traveled with the Doctor, I hunted demons, I believed in Sherlock, I traveled with Arthur Dent, I was stuck in Storybrooke, I pulled Excalibur from the stone and now I'm on my way to Mordor. I am Lois. I'm in the Night's Watch. I am 17. And this is my blog. Don't panic. May the force be with you, and may the odds be EVER in your favor.


it probably seems like i cry over stupid shit but tbh i usually end up crying because i’ve stored up all of my upset feelings from multiple things rather than express them and then the littlest thing sets me off like spilling my drink may not be that big of a deal but when i’ve stored up that many negative emotions it feels like i busted a hole in the hoover dam