Ramblings of My Life
by the end of the school year i dont even give a shit anymore im literally just like
Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
(Source: dopeenigguh)
I think if Niall fucks me, I will end up in a wheelchair for a week or so
When*
THAT’S WHY HE DOESN’T WEAR HIS GLASSES
OMG. THIS MOVIE IS GOING TO BE SO TRAGIC.
(Source: venomouswalrus)
If it’s Sunday, you must reblog.
‘Tis Potterhead law.Reblogging every Sunday to honor Richard Griffiths
When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”
“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”
“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”
“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”
WOW CONGRATS YOU JUST MADE ME CRY OVER MY OWN POST
(Source: romangodfrey)
Save the suicidal
Save the broken
Save the helpless
Save me…I’ve seen this gif before posted by others and I still don’t understand how the other girl across the rail could just stick her hand out…why is she not climbing over and dragging her to safety?!
forever reblog
#hey burton stop shipping your wife and your best friend it’s getting weird
tim burton’s entire film career has been a slow, faltering, roundabout way of asking for a threesome
Reblogging for the caption.
(Source: depplyhallows)
(Source: dream--big--or--go--home)
