Surprise, bitch

Can u LITERALLY imagine dying and having ur body donated and instead of being used for research or organ donation some tumblr yahoo with a url like “cummy-kitten” buys your skeleton and takes selfies with it and unknowlingly youre at the center of tumblr drama but youre fucking dead

What a wild hypothetical that, for the sake of my fragile emotional well-being, I will assume is not based in some hellish recent event I have yet to hear about!

literally how hard would it have been for jkr to say something like “listen I was writing it in the 90s, I was inexperienced, I was writing from my own point of view, I didn’t realise how underrepresented a lot of people are, I wasn’t thinking about anything other than the plot, I accept that it’s a little sparse on the diversity front, I can try to be more self aware with my future works” etc etc instead of.. this nonsense

Why am i laughing so hard?

THE FUCKING HANDS

I HATE THIS

I can’t believe I’m me, of all people

i hate those posts that are like “we lived in murder house, we escaped the asylum, we fuckin did shit in the coven, etc” like u did nothing sarah paulson did it all

3 am is such a powerful time. there are people sleeping. there are people partying. there are people having a movie marathon. there are people crying. there are people loving. there are people dying. there are people living. toegther at 3 am.

don’t romanticize 3 am everyone should be in bed!!!! go to sleep bitch!!!!!