YESSS!!!!!!!
I'm living! Actually sitting in the corner and watching what's happening in my life. To be honest im wiped. Sometimes i hate being me. im dying to taste the real happiness, im dying to do the productive stuffs, im dying to be the best version of my myself or atleast the better one. I don't wanna hide my pain behind my smile anymore ! *Still figuring out*
Agreed.
This may have never been said or ever thought of but now I’m thinking it so your gonna hear it.
Ron Weasley should’ve been the one to get Ginny back. Not Harry.
Yeah, Harry is Harry, the chosen one and all that other shit but it’s his sister. His family. She was 11. He knows that she wouldn’t have done this on purpose, she had no knowledge of it.
Now this is debatable because it isn’t guaranteed that he could defeat Tom or that Tom would even let him try to save Ginny because he wanted Harry.
Even if Ron didn’t defeat Tom Riddle or the Basilisk, he should’ve saved Ginny instead of being with the no-memory fraud.
Whumpblr, do you believe whump is horror or horror adjacent?
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
“Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I’m not perfect -and I don’t live to be- but before you start pointing fingers… make sure you hands are clean!”
— Bob Marley
Forced myself to forget… And in the process, healed myself too.
That is one of the greatest things you can do in front of a child, letting them know that they are being heard and their opinion is not any lesser than an adult’s and that their opinions hold a value.
EMMA WATSON about ALAN RICKMAN | Harry Potter 20th Anniversary: Return to Hogwarts
I firmly believe what ever you’re obsessed with at 11/12 years old becomes a core part of who you are, regardless if you lose interest in it or not. Maybe some of you were lucky and were obsessed with warrior cats or smth, and if you’re real unlucky it was probably twilight.
One word: ✨Cheaper✨
Unfortunately, I always manage to find the wrong ones…
Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People Are Brilliant at Breakfast