I pray that the wind pass me your wisdom, and rivers of pure gold, can bathe my body, so that I will be stronger. And the breaking dawn take me to the place where the wind will give me your wisdom every day. Now the wisdom of the wind is playing with the dawn the rivers of pure gold. Take me to the place where it all begins. Where everything is perfect.
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Viola Davis is a freaking tour de force. As she slowly peels back her wig, her eyelashes and wipes away her makeup, you can just see Annalise come undone. She doesn’t say a word, but you can feel the pain radiating off her. It gave me the chills. (x)

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faithfultome:

Has anyone posted this yet? (I didn’t happen to see it in the tags…)
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David Anders posted this on twitter, but then I didn’t see it when I went to his page (Is twitter just tweaking on me? Or does that mean he deleted the post or something?). Since I didn’t see the post, I couldn’t link to it, so I just took a screenshot from my timeline (hence the crappy quality, sorry). 
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Anyway, BRADLEY!!!! :) I’m just glad he’s alive (although he might be a zombie? haha!).
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