She had curves in all the wrong places. She had a boob sticking out of her kneecap and I’d never seen an ass on the back of someone’s head before
She had legs that went on forever. And ever, and ever. Legs going on into the endless primordial void from which we all came from and to which we shall all return. Her toes touched infinity, her hips perched on the cessation of existence.
i have this headcanon where mcgonagall gives sirius a detention on the night of quidditch practice or something and he goes ‘are you fucking serious’ and mcgonagall goes ‘no mr black but i think youll find mr lupin is’ and sirius and remus go bright red and james cannot control his laughter and probably gets sent out of the classroom for disrupting the lesson
I hate when they make you describe yourself on the first day of school like???? me????? tired angry egg trying to live an honest life
Dear aromantics, asexuals, and greys:
- You are not immature or naive.
- You are not cold and heartless.
- Your love is not lesser.
- You are not broken.
- You do understand yourself.
- You are not a liar.
- Your feelings and experiences matter.
- You deserve to be acknowledged.
- You are real.
- Have a nice day today.
friday at school i heard some girl in the hall way scream “FOR THE LAST TIME BITCH IM LESBIAN IM NOT TRYING TO STEAL YOUR BOYFRIEND HE SMELLS LIKE KETCHUP ANYWAYS”
real friendship is sending them a link to something terrible so you can both be traumatized at the same time