thetravelinghufflepuff:

hufflepuff/slytherin friendships are the best and most terrifying thing ever because i am positive that if 2 people were two take over the world it would be a slytherin and a hufflepuff 

  • Me during the day: I'm so fucking tired oh my God I can't wait to go to bed tonight
  • Me during the night: Let's download the top 100 songs from the 90s and listen to them all while writing a novel and watching an entire season of something and maybe rearrange my room
  • snapslikethis:

    queernymphadora:

    snapslikethis:

    riversnogs:

    riversnogs:

    That moment in your childhood when you realize that Diagon Alley is just the word diagonally….

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    And the Mirror of Erised is just the word desire backwards.

    Didn’t even realize. Does that mean Knockturn Alley is nocturnally (dark/night)?

    Yes, and Grimmauld Place is a play on grim old place. 

    DUDE.

    tessawegert:

The Thesaurus, from Threadless. 
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    admhawthorne:

    onceuponawickedphan:

    It got better.

    Yes, it really did.

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    janellacus:

    jellysnack:

    Australian cast of The Lion King sings on a plane.  Because actors are nerds no matter where they are.

    Are tears what you wanted because that was fucking beautiful.

    "After a while you learn the subtle difference
    Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

    And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
    And company doesn’t mean security.

    And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
    And presents aren’t promises,

    And you begin to accept your defeats
    With your head up and your eyes open
    With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

    And you learn to build all your roads on today
    Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
    And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

    After a while you learn…
    That even sunshine burns if you get too much.

    So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
    Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers."
    Jorge Luis Borges, You Learn (via hellanne)