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Peter Solarz
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Misplaced Lens Cap

if i look back, i am lost

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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A patronus, Harry tells Hermione, is acing a test and the warmth of a butterbeer between your hands. It is your friends holding you when you fall, and Ronās sparkling eyes when you whisper hi. And thereās an otter, swimming, and Hermione is blushing.
A patronus, Harry tells Ron, is Ginnyās shaky smile lighting up the world at the end of second year. It is winning the Quidditch World Cup, unwrapping yet another knitted jumper, and your startled surprise at the sight of Hermione punching Draco in the face. And thereās a dog, chasing the otter, and Ron is laughing.
A patronus, Harry tells Luna, is the feeling of starlight on your skin and grass between your bare toes. It is snow melting through your fingers, the magic your mother used to make, something singing in your heart when you stare at the impossible. And thereās a hare, jumping, and Luna is shining.
A patronus, Harry tells Cho, is Marietta shouting the lyrics of her favourite song, dancing in the rain during a storm. It is the look on Cedricās face when he saw you at the Yule Ball, his hand holding yours and never letting go. And thereās a swan, sliding, and Cho is crying.
A patronus, Harry tells Seamus, is Deanās funny expression when he is about to burst into laughter and the sound of a explosion that turns out right. It is the fireworks, bright flowers blossoming in the night sky; and the fire burning in your lungs as you fly. And thereās a fox, running, and Seamus is smirking.
A patronus, Harry tells Ginny, is the world expanding underneath you and the wind playing with your hair. It is dancing and laughing until there are tears on your cheeks, Mollyās disapproving voice and Arthurās amused eyes after one of the twinsā pranks. And thereās a horse, flying, and Ginny is grinning.
A patronus, Harry thinks, is that weird feeling that lives in his chest when the Room of Requirement glows silver, speaking of times when the world was golden.
I cannot wait for this! "By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes."
Saying āNoā sincerely is better and less painful in the long run than saying āYesā merely in order to please.
Yasir Qadhi (via islamic-art-and-quotes)
Log into Tumblr for the first time since xmas...
THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?
Skeleton Bone Hand Hairslides. Buy here: http://amzn.to/193yM25
ITāS TIME FOR EUROVISION!
Actual footage of me with kids.
stardust + costumes
They say itās harder to love someone who doesnāt love themselves at all because you have to put every inch of your breathing flesh into them and mold stones in their bones so they can shine through their eyes like the night skies, but then you wonāt look at the stars anymore because your whole universe is carved right in their face. Heāll be eighteen with shaky knees and kiss you to spread poison through your lips and then leave you when youāre almost impossible to fix. Youāll never call it quits though or stop staring at him because no one can compare. Iāll write these words for you until I run out of ink on this page and have to use my nails instead or the blood in the sink. But, I donāt give a fuck unless I get these words stuck in your skull and can feel them vibrating through your pulse.
How to love someone who doesnāt love themselves (via cummingcourtesy)
shit son i feel this cat cause even iām confused
HEY TUMBLR, LETāS PLAY A GAME
To play this game, go to MapCrunch, select āhide locationā, make sure you have all countries unselected, and click go. What this will do is drop you in a random part of the world. Itās as if you woke up on the side of a road in an unfamiliar country. The goal of the game is to find your way to an airport so you can return home.Ā
Bonus Hard Mode: No using outside sources, and that includes using google maps to figure out your location from signs or landmarks
ā¦I had plans today but now.
THE AIRPORT GAME IS BACK.
FUCK THIS GAME
LAST TIME I PLAYED IT DUMPED ME IN THE MOUNTAINS OF NORWAY
I PLAYED FOR LIKE 8 HOURS BEFORE BREAKING DOWN CRYING
OMG NO STOP THIS GAME IS MY LIFE!!!
ITāS BACK
WHY IS THIS BACK
WHYYYYY
oh shit
I HAVENāT USED THIS GIF SINCE FEBRUARY
Always reblog Mapcrunch when someone tries to bring it back
3 week old retriever puppies.
X-Files rewatch:
1x05 Shadows ā³Ā "I would never lie. I willfully participated in a campaign of misinformation."
A restless ocean heart By Niles King 19/11/2014