snxwbvrnbvstard:

                                                        How dare you treat me as if
                                                        this were my choice.
                                                        When it was I who was deserted,
                                                        Void of your voice.
                                                         Arrested in detest.
                                                         Infested with neglect.

tender-vittles:

Dear Stannis,

I want my Reek back. I can’t sleep without him and daddy is quickly losing patience with me sneaking into his bed. Walda doesn’t like it either. I’m waiting.

Xxxxxx,
Ramsay BOLTON (not SNOW)

Probable first draft of the pink letter.