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"It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling."

   — J.K. Rowling  (via i-am-just-a-failure)

(Source: wordsnquotes)


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"…Wow," Ron added, blinking rather stupidly as Hermione came hurrying toward them.  "You look great!"

"Always the tone of surprise," said Hermione, though she smiled.

(Source: harrypotterdailly)


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kilisscruffle:

So I took this photo while I was in Rome, Italy this past January. Definitely the best photo I’ve taken in my entire life.

kilisscruffle:

So I took this photo while I was in Rome, Italy this past January. Definitely the best photo I’ve taken in my entire life.

(Source: that-pissed-off-tolkien-blogger)


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thecrimsonalchemist:

didneysworl:

when u get a lousy grade even tho u studied

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when u dont study and u get a good grade

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(Source: cooldog1996)


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  • author: she didn't want to eat dinner because she doesn't like chicken noodle soup
  • english teacher: even though it doesn't say it, we can infer that 17 years ago she encountered an attack from chickens while on a trip to africa visiting her great aunt who was dying from pneumonia which she got from chickens that were being harvested for the great feast
  • tumblr: lol fukin stupid teacher
  • loki: blinks
  • tumblr: do you see this? do you see that blink? that fucking blink. it shows how much pain he has inside of him. look at him. all he wants is his father to love him. look at the tears that he is holding back. he's never been the favorite son, he always knew that he didn't belong. this is the fucking blink that makes me love loki. he's not a villain. he's just a scared, lonely child.

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"I want to spend October with you, because it’s
my favorite month and happens during my
favorite season. I wish we could aimlessly
walk around a forest and with each leaf that
falls from the branches above, we fall a little
more for each other too. While hand in hand
we can crave the smell of warm coffee and
cinnamon muffins on a chilly morning, we
could feel the autumn breeze brush against
our skin and the goose bumps we get, we
won’t be able to tell if it’s from touching each
other’s skin or from the wind being too cool.
When we lay in bed you’d have the hardest
time moving an inch away from me, because
I’d want to be skin to skin every minute.
These lonely summer nights without you make
me crave the fall, and crave the season of
death in the hopes that maybe this loneliness
would die too, and you’d appear by my side.
I can’t tell if I love the night too dearly, or
hate it too passionately. I think I’d adore
it if I got to sleep next to you every evening,
and I think that I’d enjoy the sunset more
watching it hit your face than actually
seeing it say goodnight. I just crave to
spend time with you, I do."

   — i.c. // October (via delicatepoetry)


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I found an… interestingly shaped Mike and Ike.

I found an… interestingly shaped Mike and Ike.