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Tears were definitely welling when Dobby died.
Reblog if you like boys in skinny jeans.
littlefeufollet: burnedoutparadise: or out of them…
I never feel anything anymore.
Eating stars: the stages of room cleaning →
cuntsinthesky: denial “i know where everything is and you can see most of the floor” realization “okay my room is messy” accepting the messy room and ignoring it procrastination embarrassment “omg how do i live like this” the mother, friend, or significant other “do something about this now” considering… MY LIFE.
I have no genuine friends.
youhangmeouttodry: i just want a nice boy who wears v necks, maybe plays guitar, swoopy hair, maybe some freckles, relatively well dressed, good taste in music, loves animals, isn’t a pig. eh, i’m just getting my hopes up, but if he’s out there…
txtsfrmlstnght: (719): No, I didn’t like him that much. But I took one for the team. And by the team I mean me and my vagina.
We always want the impossible things to happen,...
Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.– Albus Dumbledore (By J.K. Rowling)
Tell me, what does it feel like to have someone...
Because I don’t think I’ve ever known, and never will.
soobinkim: I hate feeling overwhelmed with homework. I just sit there contemplating on which to do first and then the next thing I know it’s 11pm and I haven’t gotten shit done.
Anonymous asked: why haven't you done drugs? you should legit try 'em sometime..
weasleylove: Open the following tabs at once: This This This Close your eyes and dance with Harry.