logophilia - the love of words

remember in the 7th book when the weasleys charmed the ghoul in their attic to have red hair and told the ministry it was Ron. and the ministry fucking believed it jfc

petition for stars in the day time please???

girls already exist

no one will ever love me or have my back like my mom.

i think we as a people just need to have a glass of water 

“this photograph is my proof. The was that afternoon when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were happy. It did happen. She did love me. Look, see for yourself.”

my dashboard: read this post thats more than two  sentences long me: what is this. some kind of book club. Some kind of university PhD literature analysis study group

me, learning things about myself: oh this is bad

You can usually tell who never faced any consequences for their actions as a child