- voldemort: harry potter, the boy who lived, come to die.
- harry: i came out to have a good time and i'm honestly feeling so attacked right now
I STEPPED ON A FUCKING LEAF AND AT THE SAME TIME SOME KID SCREAMED I THOUGHT IT WAS THE FUCKIN LEAF OMG
why do we always have to reblog my mistakes
If this were a movie I would have discovered I was a witch with potential to use black magic by now
i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them
my mom once told me that writing your feelings down or drawing them out is very therapeutic and relaxing