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Iâm sorry. You have more important things to do. Iâm a waste of time. I get it.
She likes her tea hot but not to the point where itâs scolding. Her hand sweats when you will hold it. She hates scary movies but loves the thrill they give her. She likes her coffee with both cream and sugar. She loves to be called âmy girlâ and she cries at the simplest things. Donât ever say âlove youâ, she only believes itâs sincere when said âI love youâ. She is either happy or sad, no in between. She prefers night over day, and the city over town. Sheâs the classiest and most beautiful girl you will ever see, so do not tell her or treat her otherwise. She likes chocolate over vanilla except when it comes to ice cream. She loves to be held in the middle of the night. You donât have to say much because she will be able to read the signs written all on your face. She is strong and persistent. She hardly ever gives up, so the day she gives up on you just know it took everything out of her. But even when she gives up she will still love you for a long time because she attaches so quickly. She will love you with everything she has and everything she can offer.Sheâs a delicate little thing, but tough as nails, and you must remember that even nails break too. And the day you break her will be the day you break my world, my love, and my life. The day I broke her, I had no idea she was any of those things to me.
some things you should know about her (via lovinggyoulike)
I wish you missed me.
No One Significant, October 10, 2015 (via itusedtobedark)
I cant do this anymore. I feel so insignificant and unwanted and its tearing me apart. All Iâve ever wanted is to be needed and now Iâm nothing, no one needs me. I need to fucking die.Â
⥠are the best âĄ
ćŻčäžè”·, èź©äœ éäžäșæ Iâm sorry that you met me.
(via c-oquetry)
Whenever a kid âtalks backâ to a adult, people blame how the kid was raised/the entertainment the kid was exposed to. People never consider the possibility the adult was being a jerk to the kid, and the kid was exercising his/her right to be treated with respect.
You know shit's real when
you feel like going out for a run just to put yourself in an abyss of misery for an hour bc nothing is going right
Owch
Matilda
#accurate depiction of real universities
mom: dinners ready
me:
Everyone thinking Remus is the calm and quiet one of the Marauders and Dumbledore making him prefect so he can âkeep an eye on his friendsâ but actually he is the mastermind behind the greatest pranks, and knows how to brilliantly alter spells to suit their needs
Headcannon that just poped in my head. Sorry if its stupid. Iâm going on very little sleep and I havenât written anything in a long long time.Â
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Three years after the battle of Hogwarts Molly was preparing Halloween dinner for her family when George walked in.Â
 "Oh good youâre early. You can give me a hand with these,â she said, pointing to a box of decorations.Â
George picked a large plastic spider from the box and began playing with its legs, all the while keeping his eyes on Molly. "You know some say Halloween is the one night of the year where the world of the dead meets with the world of the living?â he asked her.Â
âBunch of muggle nonsense I say,â she said, sprinkling bat shaped sprinkles over a batch of newly made cupcakes.Â
He shrugged and pinned the spider to the windowsill as a present for Ron. âI donât know, sometimes I wonder,â he smiled and walked over to her, Â wrapping his arms around her in a hug,âYouâre the best Mum anyone could have asked for you know?"Â
She laughed and playfully pushed him away. "Stop it, whats gotten into you tonight?"Â
"Donât know, guess its just the holiday spirit,â he replied.Â
âWell give a bit of warning next time alright, you made me get sprinkles everywhere. Oh where did I put my wand,â she said feeling in all her pockets. âMust have left it in the other room.â She turned around and headed into the dining room in search of the missing wand, on the way back she noticed that  Georges hand on the family clock was still pointing to âwork.â Strange, she thought, she hoped it wasnât going buggy. Â
When she returned to the kitchen George wasnât there, she called through the house for him but received no answer. Assuming he must have forgotten something at the shop and left she went back to work on her cupcakes, strange day this was turning out to be.Â
Later that night after everyone had sat down to dinner Molly turned to George, âWhere did you go today? Put up one decoration and then left, fat lot of help you were."Â
George gave her a strange look and swallowed his mouthful of cauldron cake. "What are you talking about, Iâve been at the shop all day. Mad house what with all the last minute holiday shoppers looking for tricks."Â
"Oh come off it,â she said, âI seen you, I talked to you.â
âHeâs telling the truth mum. I was helping him with the shop today, he never left.â Ron said.Â