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“When I was auditioning for Joffrey. I only had one audition, and the producers and writers were laughing at my performance because I was being so snotty and arrogant. They found it comical. I thought that was good.” —Jack Gleeson

“Jack is gorgeous – a wonderfully sensitive, quiet, intelligent scholar. He’s the antithesis of that character.” —Michelle Fairley

"Jack, who plays Joffrey is such a lovely fellow." --Ian McElhinney

“He’s this really contemplative, erudite, really gorgeous, generous human being, and he plays Joffrey so well.  It’s very disturbing.” —Natalie Dormer

"Jack Gleeson, who plays Joffrey is an absolute sweetheart in real life, you know what I mean. He’s such a brilliant actor. I think he’s a genius." —Mark Addy

“He’s the most polite, lovely, intelligent person in the whole cast! He’s just so humble and everyone loves him. There’s nothing anyone can say bad about Jack. He literally just turns it on. As soon as they go, “Action!” he goes from lovely Jack to the most sadistic, horrible creep on television.” —Sophie Turner

“Jack Gleeson is really a very nice young man, charming and friendly.” —George R.R. Martin

"I kind of wish he would do more television interviews so that people can see what he’s really like, because there is so much hate for Joffrey, I feel protective of Jack now. If I were him, I’d be petrified that people would come up and slap me on the street! I should be his bodyguard." —Sophie Turner

"Jack is actually a very sweet boy and very bright, very intelligent young man with a natural talent." —Charles Dance

"Jack! He’s the coolest. He smokes a pipe, people. Talk about great acting for somebody who’s so different from the part he plays. I love that guy." —Peter Dinklage

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a mistake made permanent,
she is woven into our story
like warm quilts

everything is meta,
a commentary upon itself

a self serving compliment
would like it’s soup warmer

(no) thank you,
I’d rather ignore my
loved ones in lieu
of vibrating pictures

synthetic humanists

4 am and out of rum

Everyday it becomes a little bit clearer
how i can love you and miss you so much
yet know so instinctively that I shouldn’t be with you

I kept waiting for the walls to fall
expecting patience to win in the end
but they didn’t
and i gave up on you
and when i got a second wind
you gave up on me

I wanted so much to be angry at you
but i could never blame you
A side effect of squashing down the truth 
is the inability to speak it

sometimes i still dream
of you looking at me
of us smiling
of holding you
and you not pushing me away
its the only dream i have
more so the only one that can move me

I’m a rock swayed by the currents of the river
and our gravel shore is miles behind

but she’s still a text message away

true i’m not one to ignore my resources
i am totally one of those guys
but there’s a version of you that exists only in my head
and its a figment based solely on my judgments of you
and i’m don’t know if i can trust it anymore
i don’t want to love it anymore

I’m bad with people
and I’ve always existed more
in the land of fiction
but you’re a real person

Maybe there’s some truth to the notion
that i could never truly know you
but its not about knowing you like the back of my hand
its about eye contact
the songs our eyes can sing
and the way our hearts listen

could we at least be fuck buddies