Dang ‘n’ Yeet

imagine just being w ur friends n ur all chilling n everything is cool n then one of them is randomly like ‘hey guys who wants to help my lil bro smuggle a dragon out of this huge heavily guarded castle?’ n everyone is all ‘wtf charlie’ but u already know ur going. ur going to the fucking castle to pick up the fucking dragon bc charlie weasley’s little brother got himself in some shit. u just wanted a quiet friday night but no, now ur flying halfway across europe in the middle of the night to do something which is very likely illegal and most certainly a bad move, all bc u decided making friends w the timid-looking red headed weasley kid would be a good idea. wtf charlie. wtf.

This post goes harder than any post has ever gone before.

I think about this literally every time I get yelled at

this achewood strip perfectly encapsulates working in the service industry

If artists are allowed to have a signature style, then so am I, motherfucker.

I feel attacked

Do you just ever get out a movie and just feel so bouncy and feel like you’re a totally different person and then you heart does that weird thing where it’s happy and sad but just a nice feeling. Yea, me too.