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aristctle:

i get so pissed off when people accuse harry potter fans of over-criticizing the movies because the directors:

  • fucked up ronald weasley’s entire character
  • made hermione perfect because obviously the only way an audience can appreciate a female character is if she has no…

animations-daily:

Can I trust in my own heart?

yelyahwilliams:

marielxhearts:

caramichele:

itsstuckyinmyhead:

Dads and Tumblr

Dads are like their own species

I miss my dad he is just like these dads 😂😂😂

#DADS I LOVE MY DAD

Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple…
— JK Rowling, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

Source: 500-days-of-autumn

scotsmcall:

when you follow someone and they follow back immediately

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  • during the school year: eats every single edible thing i can find
  • during summer: idk i think i ate an almond today
escapetotheforests:
“ openyourthird-eye:
“ highonvodka:
“ themixedbagofspooky:
“ spoopy-len-in-a-dress:
“ riningear:
“ doryishness:
“ displaced-angel:
“ ryedragon:
“ inritum:
“ reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating...

escapetotheforests:

openyourthird-eye:

highonvodka:

themixedbagofspooky:

spoopy-len-in-a-dress:

riningear:

doryishness:

displaced-angel:

ryedragon:

inritum:

reblog and make a wish!


this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.

The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.

AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.

THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.

YOOOOOOO

I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS

LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL

IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS. 

I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT 

SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP

WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????

ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE

OKAY I SWEAR TO GOD THIS THING WORKS YOU HAVE TO PATIENT BC I WISHED THAT I COULD MOVE AWAY FROM MY SHITTY TOWN TO A WARM PLACE AND GUESS WHAT THIS JULY IM MOVING TO NORTH CAROLINA OKAY GUYS IM NOT MAKING THIS UP I AM SO CONFUSED ACTUALLY THIS IS GREAT BYE

I REMEMBER WISHING THAT A BOY THAT I HAD NOT SPOKEN TO IN LIKE A YEAR WOULD MESSAGE ME AND FUCKING THREE MINUTES LATER I GOT A MESSAGE FROM HIM.

Source: h-emoglobin

unpopuler:

the feeling you get when you remember summer eventually will end and you have to go back to school 

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Source: unpopuler

faeriecourts:

Dramione Appreciation Week - Favorite quote

“But everything he did to us. To you,” Ron argued. “How can you just forget all that?”

She hesitated and rubbed her lips together, contemplating how she should even begin to rationalise her reasoning to Ron. She stretched across the table to grasp his hands again, and the words that settled on her tongue felt bizarre and a little heavy, but they were falling out of her mouth before she could attempt to stop them.

"Draco’s like…snow,” said Hermione quietly, her gaze absent and distracted. “It’s cold and cruel to begin with, but it’s somehow beautiful, and you miss it when it’s not there. And if you hold it in your hands close enough and long enough, it changes. It melts.”

She inhaled, and the sound of it snatched her from her trance. Lifting her head, she caught Ron’s puzzled eyes, and her cheeks began to burn with embarrassment. Even in the company of the people who knew her best, she didn’t like losing her usual control and logic, but the wistful metaphor had been so persistent. She was preparing what to say next, planning to regain her composure and appropriate prudence for their discussion, but Ron beat her to it.

“You really love him, don’t you?” he asked. “I mean, you really do.”

“Yes, I do,” she replied, trying to stifle a smile. “I think this might be it for me.”

- Isolation, Chapter 37