You go to bed, I'll go to France

foocow-hprpg:

oh-sad-little-sparrow:

the-hunters-angel:

ileftmywingsinthemortuary:

fangirl-clad-in-plaid-and-chucks:

a-weeping-angel-just:

heylilyhilily:

I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS.

THIS WILL NEVER GET OLD

#i’m not even in the fandom and i think this is great

excuse me but

HOW CAN YOU NOT BE IN THE FANDOM

Everybody is in this fandom idfc who you are.

I THOUGHT EVERYONE ON TUMBLR WAS IN THE HARRY POTTER FANDOM WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME

wait there’s such a thing as a non-hp fan???

dadfunkadelic:

no godsno masters

dadfunkadelic:

no gods
no masters

But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight.


“She picked up a guitar and began to play the opening to All Too Well. She sang bits and pieces of it and the band looked around confused because this was a song they didn’t know. Then it dawned on everyone in the room that they didn’t know the song because she was writing it right then and there. Slowly, the band began to join in with her. By the time she got to the part where it goes ‘you called me up again just to break me like a promise,’ Andrea said she was crying and screaming the words.”

She picked up a guitar and began to play the opening to All Too Well. She sang bits and pieces of it and the band looked around confused because this was a song they didn’t know. Then it dawned on everyone in the room that they didn’t know the song because she was writing it right then and there. Slowly, the band began to join in with her. By the time she got to the part where it goes ‘you called me up again just to break me like a promise,’ Andrea said she was crying and screaming the words.

Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.
Isaac Asimov  (via streetcarly)

You make me crazier, crazier, crazier

You make me crazier, crazier, crazier