Today my sister called me over to her computer, shows me this image, and asks, “What is wrong with your fandom?”
Nothing. Absolutely nothing is wrong with my fandom.
A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours’ time by Mrs. Dursley’s scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley…He couldn’t know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: “To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!”
“I’m too insane to explain and you’re too normal to understand.”(via k-arolina)
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
Demons run when a good man goes to war.
I am so fucking done oh my god.
I either finish a book within 6-12 consecutive hours or roughly six months.
a dude at the gym just reached in his bag, pulled out a bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup, smiled & shook his head like that’s just something that happens to people, put it back and then pulled out a bottle of water instead
James Franco, Palo Alto
My sister has just come home from work and she’s wearing a nice outfit and eating an avocado and texting her boyfriend on her iPhone while I lay face down on my sofa in my pyjamas and a hoodie eating cold KFC and watching reruns of Sherlock on Alibi
I feel like we’re the two sides of Tumblr
i didnt know people actually just casually ate avocados holy shit
Doctor Who summed up in a sentence.
HOW WOULD YOU GO ABOUT DYING THAT MUCH HAIR
HOW MUCH HAIR DYE WOULD YOU NEED
We are going to say it takes 3 containers for a foot of hair, along with the thickness of her hair. Takig in those that factor along with the fact that Rapunzel’s hair is approx. 70 feet (canonically), that makes 70 x 3 =
She would need 210 containers of hairdye.
thank you, science.
In the Sims, you don’t say, “I love you.” You say, “Habadu bashubi,” which roughly translates to, “I cannot move because there is furniture in the way.” I think that’s absolutely beautiful.