im-an-assbutt:

Death once again speaks the truth

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“But right now everything looks strange to me, as if I don’t belong here. It’s me that’s out of place. And the worst thing is that I feel there’s somewhere I do belong, but I just can’t find it.”

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Dreamcast (sort of?)

duhrren:

I’m as happy as Sam’s hair right now

livesandliesofwizards:

The Leaky Cauldron was always meant to be more than just a geographic crossroads. For much of its history, its traditional proprietors, the Dodderidges, kept a hidden back room, often in defiance of anti-Muggle laws and even the Statute of Secrecy.

Here, strange new Muggle devices were introduced and refined upon: cameras and ceramic toilets, cocaine and curious antiseptic sprays. Witches who preferred Squibs or half-giants collected in the back room, secure in the Cauldron’s secrecy policy; and wizards whose non-magical lovers were persecuted in Victorian London found this a safe place to engage in a dalliance. Magical painting techniques were invented behind silken screens in the corridor, thanks to a young muse of legendary beauty and dubious name who was perhaps a little bit Veela and who later found fame starring in early Muggle films. Young Hogwarts rebels darted in and out: here was Horace with a half-breed of tremendous power, with whom he could not speak freely at school, and a little bit before him were Albus and Elphias holding court in the corner sedan.

But such places never last long. The Dodderidges doddered out of being some time ago, when waves of political fervor swept our world and dispensed first with the intellectuals and then with the curious and then with the oddball thinkers.

And Tom, fearing for his safety, will not let anyone into the back room now.

YA LIT MEME ( 2/5 protagonists) —-> Rose Hathaway

“In spite of everything that’s happened, I’ve never though of myself that way. Being a victim means you’re powerless. That you won’t take action. Always…always I’ve done something to fight for myself…for others. No matter what.”

i have a massive urge to drop out of school, delete my facebook and tumblr, throw my phone out the window and get on a train to somewhere random and just go on a massive adventure 

clowies:

History Meme- 2/10 Moments: The Grand Opening of Disneyland 

peevesies:

i went down to the middle school today for relay for life and i saw my old social studies teacher i had a crush on (don’t talk to me) and he was like “hey how are you i haven’t seen you in ages?” and the first thing i blurted out was “I JUST TURNED 18” and jesus christ if that’s not the thirstiest thing i’ve said in my whole life

congragulation:

“Ah, yes, my psychiatrist, Hax Murderer. He has been helping me profile this ax murderer.”