Welcome to Wonderland

The need to continue spreading sadomasohistic thoughts is…  growing. It gets stronger.  And with every year, month, week, day, minute, second  of not sharing my rotten inside with others I… die. 

- I have never realised that being cute has a level. This just changes my entire life. It means that now I have to define people  on scale from 0 to Evan Peters.

Honeeey, I’m back.  I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of. Closing the goddamn door?

- "Why do you care? You're a man. Isn't this what all men want? The freedom to satiate their needs guilt-free?"

"(...) Only I can't see any hope...nothing will have changed." "Yeah, it will," said Ron fiercely."You won’t have to do all the work alone this time, Hermione. I'll help.” “Oh, Ron!” Hermione flung her arms around Ron’s neck and broke down completely. Ron, looking quite terrified, patted her very awkwardly on the top of the head. Finally, Hermione drew away. “Ron, I’m really, really sorry about Scabbers…” she sobbed. "Oh - well - he was old, " said Ron...

- “I have spied for you and lied for you, put myself in mortal danger for you. Everything was supposed to be to keep Lily Potter’s son safe. Now you tell me you have been raising him like a pig for slaughter —” 

"...and want you in the morning but let you sleep for a while and kiss your back and stroke your skin and tell you how much I love your hair our eyes your lips your neck your..."

- Every time, when you play charades with friends ^^