My parents are lucky I was too lazy to go through a rebellious phase
I just realized that 42 seconds into 4:23 pm on August 4, 2015, that will be the only moment in our lifetime where the date is all of The Numbers from Lost in order: 4/8/15, 16:23:42
once upon a time: a summary
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I just died
so who’s helping me make these for my birthday in ten days
BUT DO YOU REALIZE WHAT THIS MEANS
HARRY POTTER HAD SO MUCH RESPECT FOR THAT AMAZING WOMAN THAT THE MOMENT SHE WAS DISRESPECTED HE WAS FILLED WITH SUCH A POTENT RAGE HE WAS ABLE TO CAST AN UNFORGIVABLE CURSE
Okay so I never (like… never) put captions on posts. I’m breaking my own rule for this one.
This scene makes me so fucking emotional and it just reinforces the fact that Minerva McGonagall is such an important (yet drastically forgotten and overlooked) character and person in Harry’s life.
The only other person Harry on whom Harry tried to use the Cruciatus curse was Bellatrix, right after she killed Sirius.
The indignation and hatred Harry felt toward Amycus Carrow spitting in Professor McGonagall’s face equalled that of Bellatrix killing his godfather.
I could go on about how much of a mother figure McG was to Harry for ages (like hELLO SHE WAITED ALL DAY SITTING ON A WALL IN HER ANIMAGUS IN LITTLE WHINGING TO SEE WHERE DUMBLEDORE WAS LEAVING BABY HARRY AND THEN TOTALLY TOLD HIM OFF BECAUSE SHE KNEW THE DURSLEYS WOULD TREAT HIM LIKE SHIT).
But the fact that this scene was left out of the final film - that Harry fucking torturing a Death Eater was deemed not important enough - makes me so angry because this scene shows so much of his character and his deep love and admiration for such an important person… And we all know that Dame Maggie Smith would have killed this on screen.
i wanna be one of those people who does yoga at sunrise and drinks water out of mason jars filled with berries and twigs and shit
do u ever look back on ur childhood and get blown away by how gay u were before u even knew what gay was
"swearing is so unattractive."
"fuck you I ain’t attractive anyways."
have you ever started reading a book and just put it down and thought “i have read better fiction by fifteen-year-olds with microsoft word and a fanfiction.net account”
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.
one paper crane for every time i felt lonely