So… what do you want?
It never has.
This is a concept most of tumblr can’t wrap their head around.
i’ll reblog this every single time i see it
THIS cannot be ignored.
one time i got a fish and my dad made me name it james pond
make me choose: anonymous asked mark/lexie or
jackson/april?I love you. I’ve always been in love with you. I’ll always be in love with you. We’re gonna get married, and you’re gonna become an amazing surgeon, and we’re gonna have two or three kids. We’re gonna have the best life Lexie, you and me. We’re gonna be so happy. You can’t die. Because we’re supposed to end up together. We’re meant to be.
So in Philosopher’s Stone during Christmas, Harry gets this from the Dursley’s:
"We received your message and enclose your Christmas present. From Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia."
We’ve received your message.
Does that mean Harry actually sent them a Christmas letter?????
THIS BOY IS TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD
i cant believe this. i cant fucking believe this. i meant to send this to my boyfriend but instead i sent it to my boss right after i told her i was quitting all i wanted to do was make an inappropriate cookie joke but no i got mixed up texting two people at once and literally sent a picture of a chocolate chip cookie captioned “ooh she thique” to the fifty year old suburban mother of two of whom i have nothing but a strictly professional relationship with. after knowing me for almost a year and a half as a hard working and respectable employee this is the last thing i will ever say to her i can never go back to that shop again all because of this god damn cookie blunder What have i Done
Not really feelin this whole school college work until I die thing