imagine a muggleborn in hogwarts starts singing Bohemian Rhapsody under their breath and then another muggleborn notices and starts singing along
and then suddenly all the muggleborns in the area are belting out the lyrics and head banging and every single pureblood is left utterly confused
when im famous im going to make a fanblog for myself and take all of these pictures that i’ll make graphics and edits from and everyone will be like “omg where are you getting these pictures????” and i’ll just say google.
I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.
when people are very very nice to you and make you feel good about yourself
those denim shorts harry used to wear were the worst thing that ever happened to me
they showed so much
he was so proud in them?
mr casual cool sexy legs
look at the perfect curve of those calves
AND THE THIGH MUSCLE ((SWEATING))
and his cute little stance
hes feels particularly affirmed here it seems
just a fucking a cutie
its going to get hot soon, so i hope you didnt lose these, harry, bc its the only thing i ever want to see you in
I get really really mad at the whole “indie girl” aesthetic because it’s still all about being thin. U can wear mismatched socks and tartan skirts and cut ur front fringe to half ur forehead but ya gotta be thin. Like fuck that youre just promoting a slightly different kind of…
do you ever have those people that just annoy you so much and you don’t even know why but they just infuriate you