i'll be seeing you @proffesorlupin - Tumblr Blog

Ok so we are trying this tumblr thing out and seeing if it’s an accepting place 💜

Chubby pinup boudoir appreciation ✨

When you truly are a 1950s housewife that's getting ready for bed 🎀

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Casa VU // TDC Architects

blackregulus

regulus black for @quidditchleaguenet may challenge: slyth team: fav characters

mors vincit omnia. // death conquers all.

macrolit

On this day (10 August) in 1912, Virginia and Leonard Woolf were married. Twenty nine years later, Virginia Woolf filled the pockets of her overcoat with rocks and walked into the River Ouse near her home. She left this suicide/love letter for her beloved husband. Dearest, I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier till this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that – everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been.

lestraxnge-blog

“Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.

75yearstogo

Wine and food aside it’s kinda easy on the eye too….just on the one eye, your hand is covering the other eye helping you focus on the pretty vista

aesthetics-hoard

Podcasts & Posters: Alice Isn’t Dead by Joseph Fink

Why did the chicken cross the road? Because on one side was everything she had ever known, and on the other side was a future, maybe. And even though she was afraid to leave everything she had ever known, she also wanted a future, maybe. And so, hesitating, and then not, and then moving quickly, running, sprinting even, desperate, she crossed and found a future. Maybe. And left behind everything she had ever known. And that is why the chicken crossed the road.

rubyredwisp

I’m the Three-Eyed Raven. I don’t know what that means. It’s difficult to explain. Try. Please, for me. It means I can see everything. Everything that’s ever happened to everyone.